Goodbye for Now, FWNC
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When we showed up to the Fort Worth Nature Center for the first time at the beginning of this semester, I was unsure what to expect. Each visit after, there was still a part of me that was unsure what to expect for the two hours (give or take) that we are at the FWNC. Sometimes we were cutting away privet with dangerous tools or pulling twisted thorny vines off the fence with our bare hands. Other times we were filling water-pooling holes with clay dirt. Here are the memories I cherish most: 1.) Twice being attacked by vicious fire ants. My mistake for wearing open-toed Birkenstocks…I had bites all over my feet and ankles for a solid week. 2.) Destroying the privet with huge sheers. Who knows if I actually made any visible progress but either way I enjoyed doing it. 3.) Removing the vines from the trees along the fence. I put my back into this. It took much more energy and strength than you’d expect. I definitely felt accomplished when we finished and could visibly see