Similar to the last chapter, this one started off with beautiful imagery. It stated how NY can be safe haven for all these species of birds to land and rest in between flights. Central Park being a green oasis in a concrete jungle. While reading this I was felling slightly jealous of her and her husband’s journey to see all of the birds. It made me want to look up more and observe nature. Not only nature in regards to trees but also the wildlife that depend on the greenery as a safe haven.
Then all of this imagery has taken a turn. The reading describes the difference in approaches the Europeans and Natives had in their environment. The Europeans would just look up and unload bullets into a flock of birds in the air. This systematic annihilation of the birds lead to the extinction of many species. The Natives however saw their environment and nature as a blessing. They made sure to never over hunt any one species.
The ending was really poignant. “What has been destroyed can never be created again.” That quote has stuck with me after reading this chapter.
