One of the many interests I share with my Dad is a love of astronomy.
At a very early age, I remember watching the night sky for meteors, picking out constellations and observing celestial wonders like eclipses and comets. Several weeks ago, I was tucking my daughter into bed. Through her tired eyes she stirred just long enough to say, “Daddy, please wake me up so I can see the blood moon eclipse tomorrow.”
I have to tell you, her simple request put a big smile on my face. She wanted to watch the lunar eclipse with her Daddy, which brought great joy to my astronomy-loving heart.
A small boy arrives at DART’s shelter, angry and confused about the violence he has seen at home between his mother and his father. During Children’s Group, our child advocate and a student intern teach a fun lesson called “Hands Are Not For Hitting,” which identifies bad things to do with your hands (hitting, pushing, pinching, slapping), and good things to do with your hands (helping, hugging, playing, creating). He asks questions and begins to relax as he traces his own hand and promises not to hit others.
With the approach of summer, homeowners and gardeners will notice the approach of one unwelcome creature in the landscape. Eastern lubber grasshoppers, also known as graveyard grasshoppers, are one of the few grasshoppers that can seriously damage agricultural and landscape crops. The lubber grasshopper is native to the southeastern and south central portion of the United States. Lubbers often invade residential areas and feast on flowering plants. These grasshoppers will migrate long distances to obtain preferred food, sometimes forming trails and following one another.