#marshlands

[tofreezetime]

the breaking of twigs

the only sound

[herbalnature]

Catch the serene vibe of a Southwest Louisiana sunrise, where the sky kisses the marsh in a display of warm colors and crisp reflections. Just imagine the gentle lull of water against your boat as you set out for an early morning fishing adventure.

[scavengedluxury]

Reed harvest, 1975. From the Budapest Municipal Photography Company archive.

[noonbeam-stims]

A dark green, brown, and black Tall Shadow (from Warrior Cats) stimboard, with things relating to pine forests and marshes and stuff

dark green, brown, and black tall shadow/shadowstar [warrior cats] stimboard with forests and marshes requested by anon! couldnt find any pine forests specifically so i hope thats alright HGDVFKLJN

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[acepumpkinpatrick]

Today, April 21st, marks the 32nd anniversary of the Ahwari Genocide

Ahwaris (more commonly known as Marsh Arabs) are the indigenous peoples of the marshlands. Their lineage goes back to the Sumerians (the world's earliest known civilization).

In 1992 the Ba'ath party in Iraq, led by Saddam Hussein, initiated a series of attacks and aggressions against the Ahwari people to quench the 1991 uprising that started in southern city against Saddam Hussein and his party.

Drainage, desiccation and destruction of the marshlands. Murdering & kidnapping 50 thousand people. Exclusion of Ahwari people from society and branding them as 'savages' that know nothing.

All that is not to say it started with Saddam, it began at least a century before that, wthen the marshes were divided into two parts by the Sykes-Picot Agreement.

The genocide of the Ahwari people is still ongoing till this day by the current government, with severe drainage and desiccation that Al-Hawizeh Marshes (Iraq's 2nd largest Marshelands) are facing since 2021.

Please also check these sources:

The Ahwari network

Mesopotamian Delta , Ahwari Voice , Ahwari Archive , Ahwar Collective on Instagram

Mustafa Hashim & Murtada Al-Janobi Ahwari citizens and activists

[oflights]

Marshlands

A thin wet sky, that yellows at the rim, And meets with sun-lost lip the marsh’s brim.

The pools low lying, dank with moss and mould, Glint through their mildews like large cups of gold.

Among the wild rice in the still lagoon, In monotone the lizard shrills his tune.

The wild goose, homing, seeks a sheltering, Where rushes grow, and oozing lichens cling.

Late cranes with heavy wing, and lazy flight, Sail up the silence with the nearing night.

And like a spirit, swathed in some soft veil, Steals twilight and its shadows o’er the swale.

Hushed lie the sedges, and the vapours creep, Thick, grey and humid, while the marshes sleep.

Emily Pauline Johnson

[keep-looking-here]

Cracked mud in the samphire flats, Febuary

[coffeenuts]

Water Rail by Brian P Slade Photography https://flic.kr/p/2ompgqZ

[jurassicbooks]

2/25/23

It’s been quite a while since I’ve been on here! I can’t guarantee I’ll stick around, but I thought I would share my new read while I’m here - Marshlands by Matthew Olshan. It’s the first book I’ve ever read that was written entirely from the main characters perspective. It’s also a pretty short read, only around 200 pages I think, which I have recently discovered is the best length of book for me.

[tofreezetime]

where and when

is relative

[tondiable]

Attempting to feel human recently.

[hallowedresonance]

Even midwinter offers a harvest if you know where to look. Plenty of fresh wintergreen all around #easternteaberry #wintergreen #marshlands

[newhampshireofficial]

Rb to support our critically important marshlands

[hiphuman2020]

Forget the controversy, put aside the astounding 12 million books sold and the 2022 movie, Where the Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens is a singularly beautiful novel.

Where the Crawdads Sing has much to teach us about our relationship to the natural world.

Kya lives in a shack set back in the palmettos in the marshlands of the North Carolina coast. Just before her sixth birthday, her mother leaves. She has lost track of when her siblings drifted away. Before she turns seven, her father is gone.  If there is any good fortune to be had by a child whose entire family has abandoned, it is that Kya lives in a shack set back in the palmettos in the…

[angelkoh-blog]

watermarsh

[thespookygoose]

Spooky loves hearing the geese honk, and waking up to foggy fall mornings.