Farmer's Market

Hiya!
Last Saturday, I went to the Brownsville Farmer's Market and it was so awesome! There were so many sights and smells: some people sold their paintings, photographs, and crafts, but mostly they sold delicious locally grown and raised food! There was little round butternut squash, and tall lemon grass, and honey and salsa and honey-salsa. There were eggs and beef and chicken and tacos and tamales and fruit cups and big yellow pineapples and bright green cinnamon basil and it all looked and smelled wonderful. I only had $5.00 and I got 6 ripe tomatos and 4 plump cucumbers! As soon as I got home I could not wait to try my "catch" so I sliced the tomatoes and cucumbers up with my claws and gobbled it all up! I had gooey tomato juice on my wiskers and cucumber peel in between my fangs but I didn't care because it was so so so yummy! To visit the Farmer's Market, every Saturday between 9am and 12pm, go to Linear Park (in front of the courthouse) between 7th and Harrison St. Don't forget to bring your loose change! Check out the website!
Buh Bye,
Aya

The Beach

Hiya!
I went to the beach a few days ago and just scribbled some thoughts down:

"The juxtaposition of beauty and waste, of life and death slowly unrolled before me.

The first sight my eyes beheld was an offshore oil rig on the horizon past turquoise waves, the lull of the sea breaking onto shore, and the finely shredded plastic strands intertwined with seaweed. I witnessed my first ever seagull mating ritual: 3 broad-chested males competing for the attention of 1 aloof female!

I stepped into the sea, which greeted my feet with clear, cool water and another wave broke the crystal silence with brown murkiness as big, brown pelicans glided gracefully in a V-shape just above. On the sand lay a tiny cardboard box and what I mistook to be a small sliver of aluminum was a tiny silver crab that quickly disappeared into a perfectly circular hole in the sand, the diameter of a pencil.

I can no longer ignore pollution, I see it everywhere! But at the same time, seeing the life and beauty that remains, I can't help but feel a little hopeful. To envision off-shore windmills instead of oil rigs, to imagine a future free of pollution; I can't help but feel at least a little optimistic...to believe that maybe everything will be alright."

Whew! That was intense! What do you think when you see pollution? Does it make you mad, or sad? What is one thing you can do to make South Texas pollution-free? Talk to your friends and family about ways not to litter. Maybe next time you go to the park or the beach, you can be an Earth Ambassador and bring a bag with you to clean up the pollution and be part of the solution!

Buh Bye!
Aya