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Ever seen a white tiger? How about a white lion? Like the creamy Spirit Bear of Canada’s west coast, white lions are not albinos but unusual genetic anomalies. They’re extinct in the wild, but one non-profit conservation group is trying to bring them back.
Current reports indicate that 2010 is going to be a great polar bear season in Churchill! Lots of bears already moving toward the shore of Hudson Bay to anticipate freeze-up.
By Lee Goldman The Philippines is a cluster of more than 7,000 islands, lying north of the Malay Peninsula in Southeast Asia. From north to south, the archipelago extends more than 1,850 kilometers. The Philippines are of volcanic origin; a large part of the terrain is mountainous, with fertile soils and spectacular landscapes.
In a fourth grade science unit, I can remember my teacher telling the class that making and using tools was one of the most significant things that set human beings apart from all the other animals on the planet. But that was before YouTube (or even the Internet, for that matter!).
I had to share this picture from my recent climb of Oklahoma Mountain here in Colorado. But why would I post a photo of a pile of rocks? Look closer!!
I may be one of the few people on the planet – with access to television, at any rate – who had never seen footage of the baby polar bear orphan Knut until a few days ago.
Three animal or plant species are going extinct every hour, according to a report presented by Ahmed Djoghlaf, executive secretary of the Convention on Biological Diversity, an international treaty that is part of the United Nations Environment Programme.
Join me in the call to end Obama Administration support for the International Whaling Commission’s proposal to re-open commercial whaling — it is not a backdoor way to protect them.
One of the most amazing migrations on earth is taking place right now, as 20,000 gray whales make their way along the Pacific Coast of North America from Baja to their summer feeding grounds in the Bering Sea – a one-way journey of 6,000 miles!
When I was growing up in damp western Washington, I remember many occasions where my dad insisted we kids leave the TV and spend time outside. It may have been gray and drizzly, but he knew there was something valuable about fresh air and green spaces. I usually didn’t need much convincing.
I know this is going to sound weird, but a month ago I got up at 3:00 a.m. to drive almost 150 miles north of here. I did this just for the opportunity to sit in silence in a plywood box—no bigger than four feet by five feet—for three hours on a below-freezing April morning.
