Showing posts with label crawdad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crawdad. Show all posts

9/26/2016

More mud lessons



 Intruder detected! Intruder detected! Activate crawdad defense protocol!
  
Celebrating the first jacket day of the season with a walk at Oak Point. The lake water was nearly up to sidewalk level at the dam.



The zip line staff, having a slow day, were riding around in a golf cart removing crawdads from the paved trail. Don't squash that arthropod! They showed me all the babies hanging on to the mama crawdad's undercarriage.

 

 

Babies on board beneath the samurai tail sections.

The Louisiana Crawfish Promotion and Research Board provides an integrated curriculum to teach reading, writing, arithmetic, and geography through the concept of crawdaddies, and meet all government required grade level objectives. I was in trouble after the kindergarten coloring page.



© 2014-2016 Nancy L. Ruder

7/05/2015

Mud Social Club

The week just past included International Mud Day, so this post will be a good news/bad news mud report. Which would you like first?

Mud-puddling butterflies fascinate me. These were crescentspots, but I've seen sulfurs, blues, and even swallowtails hang out at a puddle slurping up salts, amino acids, and nutrients from rotting plants, dung, and carrion. There are still mud-puddles around the lake from the May flooding, and the crawdads are building castles.




Blues in Shenandoah Nat. Park, July 2012

Common whitetail enjoying the mud today
Crawdad construction
Mud Day is when young children and their teachers celebrate nature, outdoors, and mess by getting really muddy. As an art teacher and informal nature educator for young children, I am totally in favor of gooey tactile experiences. Once a year is not nearly enough. On the other hand, getting totally covered in mud lacks appeal:

  • Many's the time I put a certain mud-covered boy into my minivan after rainy soccer games.
  • Wading in the mud-bottom Willow Creek soutwest of Pierce, Nebraska was a Sixties childhood joy.
  • Washing red Oklahoma mud out of little boys' socks was hopeless. Little boys find mud and fall into duck ponds often all on their own.
  • Clay should be  a frequent part of every kid's school experience. It can be integrated into every subject AND it washes out.
  • "Helping" the younger kids dig a foxhole by turning on the garden hose can really add tension to neighborhood relations.
  • Papier mache goop is as good as mud for the tactile experience.
  • Mud-painting the Charles and Ray Eames-style playhouse constructed by my father resulted in the most furious I EVER saw my mom. I'm still in therapy!
  • Grownups should read The Piggy in the Puddle to kids as often as possible.

See the piggy,

See the puddle,
See the muddy little puddle.
See the piggy in the middle
Of the muddy little puddle. 


© 2014-2015 Nancy L. Ruder

3/10/2015

Mudbugs

Who digs all these holes? Was gold discovered and I missed the memo? In the soggy meadow a digger backs out of a hole without warning beeps.


In theory I've known for years that crawdads make the holes I spot near the lake at Oak Point. In practice I've not seen the alleged creatures. Now that I have, would I want to eat one? I'd have to be purdy darn hungry!

I could really get into making a crawdad costume or textile collage though! The dude is a smart dresser.







© 2014-2015 Nancy L. Ruder