Summary : ' The Swamp '

Baldwin swamp is an urban wetland, located in the heart of Bundaberg, providing a habitat to a range of organisms. The environment is rich in biodiversity; with more than 150 species of birds, variety of vegetation/plants as wells as creatures and mammals ranging from tiny aquatic wrigglers to bats, which have recently inhabited the area. Wetlands can be swamps, boys and or areas next to creeks. The Baldwin swamp can be best described as a network of ponds/swamps that channels into landscapes of grassland. This area has a significant ecological impact as the relationships among the organisms in relation to their food webs is vital to their survival. Abiotic factors such as humidity, soil, pollution, Ph levels, temperature, dissolved oxygen

This week, I have met an awesome guy Nick Toti who was a graduated student in Truman State University and now has a wonderful job in film industry in LA. Throughout his discussion, he has mentioned one statement which I impressed the most: “Horror is an accessible form of surrealism.” This week, I decied to watch the first episode of Sherk’s Swamp Stories. At first, people will think that what is the connection between a cartoon movie and element of horror which I refered above. Do not underestimate a movie through it outlook until you actually experience it. Like me, when I choose this series, I did not imagine that I would pick Nick’s statement about horror. However, when I saw it, this episode had change my perspective. Although this is

The sun was glistening through the tall, swaying pines. To the right of the trail, a gentle river flowed softly down towards the mouth of the lake. Walking across the rickety wooden bridge, I inhaled a deep breath of refreshingly crisp mountain air. The sun beat down on me as I made my way across the bridge and back onto the well-used hiking trail. The ambient sounds of chirping birds, babbling water, and the croaks of several frogs filled my ears as I made my way around the bend. As I entered the mouth of the forest, I could see my father standing in the middle of the path, glancing upwards, taking in the beauty that had began to engulf us. “We better get going.” he said, looking back at me. “There’s still many miles to go.” I smiled and turned, taking in one last view of the beautiful creekside. Then, with determination, we set out to finish the challenging trek we had started.

Soon high jungle closed in... The air here was dark too, and the creepers dropped their ropes like the rigging of foundered ships. His feet left prints in the soft soil and the creepers shivered throughout their lengths when he bumped them. He came at last to a place where more sunshine fell. Since they had not so far to go for light the creepers had woven a great mat that hung at the side of an open space in the jungle; for here a patch of rock came close to the surface and would not allow more than little plants and ferns to grow...Then he bent down and wormed his way into the center of

The night’s sky was a foreboding glow, displaying the remnants of the chaos that proceeded on that very night. The air was calm and still, leaving no trace of the strong, mighty wind that had once seized it. Seeker Gawin and Annabelle emerge from the Great Fall forest, heading in the direction of the marketplace of the Masonburge Village with a bewildered first commander, who was heading back to the castle, passing them with his men riding a few feet behind. The people of the village have gathered in a somber mood, watching the last of the king’s men carry away bodies on one of their horses.

As Bill took his first step in the woods, he takes a deep breath soaking in the scent of oak and fresh ash. “far removed from the seats of strife”, not having a warm bed or hot meals even a full night rest. Knowing he had one abventure ahead for Bill and Kats. Both having to hike 16 miles everyday over rocks,trees, crossing ice cold rivers, and hearding the rain outside of thier tend and the roaring of the bears at night.

Entering the giant forest, I saw tunnel log, a fallen Sequoia that was carved into a tunnel. Driving through the tunnel log I saw writings from other people and ancient tree rings. Climbing on top

From the valley, the trail is the going to follow a gentle grade, as it passes through the meadows, trees, and willow thickets. The trail then takes you to a steep rockslide climb, and then spills over to the eastern side of the Maroon Peak. Once you reach the top of the slide, turn around, and enjoy some spectacular views of the valley beneath.

On a cold, breezy fall day Kayla, Connor, and I went for a long tiring hike. The trails seemed never ending and you could not see the top of the hills.

From the trail’s official terminus, the ridge flattened out before rising sharply. This repeated several times, each time stretching higher and steeper, before finally flattening out a thousand feet above our position. On this final shelf sat the summit, hidden from view by thick clouds.

Here they found a large lagoon of good water, full of very coarse rushes. The high land of Grose Head appeared before them at about seven miles distance, bearing north by east. They proceeded this day about three miles and a quarter, in a direction varying from south-west to west-north-west; but, for a third of the way, due west. The land was covered with scrubby brush-wood, very thick in places, with some trees of ordinary timber, which much incommoded the horses. The greater part of the way they had deep rocky gullies on each side of their track, and the ridge they followed was very crooked and intricate. In the evening they encamped at the head of a deep gully, which they had to descend for water; they found but just enough for the night, contained in a hole in the rock, near which they met with a kangaroo, who had just been killed by an eagle. A small patch of grass supplied the horses for the

Today's the day i am finally going to the Okefenokee swamp! me, my mom, dad, sister, and my brother piled in the car and drove to the swamp. When we arrive we take a look at all of the exhibits and my family and i were in awe of how big the alligators were. We took a ride on the Okefenokee swamp and we learned a lot of information like the name alligator came from the Spanish El Lagarto, which means “The Lizard.” one of my favorite facts is that The American alligator grows to over 14 feet, with the record being 19 feet 2 inches. I also heard that the alligators ears are right above their eyes and the have their own underwater goggles. When we got to the exhibit with the live alligators i noticed a sign that said DO NOT FEED THE ALLIGATORS!!!!

With the afternoon sun beating down on the water and the camp in view, I can’t help but catch my breath in awe as I prepare to hike down the rest of the way, absorbing the beauty of this wonderful place. As the steep trail descends along the shoreline, it runs over the Sierra Mountain streams and makes its way towards camp. Running through camp and past the aged Herrington Lodge that serves as our kitchen, the trail then ascends up and through the campsites which reside on a rocky ridge. Overlooking the Lake from above, the view from the campsites becomes quite relaxing, especially as you climb up higher and higher. The highest campsite on the rocky hill is Eagle Rock, and although the hike can be treacherous, the incredible sight of the distant Sierra Mountains makes it worthwhile. While Camp is in session, I often see some people rowing, or sailing gracefully through the water. Because the south end of the lake is surrounded by a tall rocky ridge, Cody Lake often gets wind from the north, where the valley descends just past the edge of the water, overlooking the distant highway. Looking outwards, I can see a distant waterfall as

Swamp Thing (the alan moore run) /Directed by: Darren Aronofsky /Starring: Bryan Cranston as Alec Holland- Swamp Thing and Charlize Theron as Abigail Arcane /Creature Effects: By the Guillermo del toro team from Pan's Labrynth and the Hellboy Series /Synopsis: The movie starts with the death of Swamp Thing's Nemesis Aton Arcane and focuses on Swamp Thing aka Alec Holland not as a super hero but as a creation looking for a chance and away to regain his humanity. As the plot twists and turns Swamp thing finds out that he is not human at all, he never was. He is merely a plants interpretation on what a human is. Alec must now accept that he can never again be a man, and that he never was. He doesn't need to breathe, he doesn't need to see, all

The trestles have always been an object of interest to the children of Changewater, even before they became a Pokestop. They towered so high, it was no wonder that the children climbed them. Generally, any exploration occurred on the two trestles connected to the hills, but there was still a great level of precarious adventure involved once they reached the top. Not everyone could brave the briars that pricked at their clothes and skin in order to reach the top, but even fewer dared cross the thinning line of stone that ran to the edge of the trestle. Those who did could see for what seemed like miles, but only because they were used to the tight view of the valley they lived