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Thanksgiving All Around the World

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It is Thanksgiving, and one of the best times to be a food lover. In fact, by this time you may already be halfway through your family celebrations. I mean really, if you are reading this and haven’t had a piece of pumpkin pie yet, go get yourself some. Unless you’re saving room for the main course, then I suppose I can understand it. Regardless, I happened upon this Thanksgiving wondering what other societies and nations do during their Thanksgiving seasons. Surely other parts of the world have to be celebrating such an amazing holiday! With that line of thought, I dove deep into reading about Thanksgiving in our past, and Thanksgiving among other cultures of the world.

First of all, starting with Thanksgiving in our past, which actually tended to be more related to the harvest cycle than anything else. In November of 1621, the pilgrim’s first corn harvest proved successful, the celebratory feast that followed was a great way to bring the community together, not only that but bring in Native American allies from the outskirting regions. It’s important to also note that Plymouth was not the only place where such a celebratory feast was had. In fact, many historians find that in 1565 a Spanish fleet of ships came ashore planted a cross, and formed the new settlement of St. Augustine, the oldest city in the United States. From this discrepancy, we could reason that there we’re plenty more Thanksgiving harvest feasts that were had during the infancy of European settlement in the Americas.

However, the idea of a harvest festival was never one that was introduced by European settlers. In fact historians have noted that there are many different Native American tribes that have long histories of celebrating the fall harvest with feasting and merry-making. Indigenous people and tribes from that time oriented their calendar around the natural order of the world, as such they were the first farmers of the America’s. It’s only natural that they had the first harvest festivals. I can only imagine how rich the harvest must have been for the pilgrims to have shared in the more experienced Indigenous traditions.

Now, many of you know that other nations also celebrate Thanksgiving. Canada is an easy one that comes to mind, but outside of North America there are plenty other nations that also celebrate the harvest rites. Liberia is one such nation, as a land that was founded by freed American Slaves, some of the American traditions found there way back overseas. While there’s not necessarily a staple food in this area, a typical Liberian Thanksgiving would consist of Staples like rice, yams, or collard greens.

Across the Pacific, the Japanese celebrate Kinrõ Kansha no Hi each year on November 23rd. The public holiday honors laborers and holds festivals for those who work bringing awareness to environmental rights issues, and human rights. Emergency service workers are heavily celebrated during this time as well.

In Germany, Switzerland, and Austria there is a festival held in late September or October that is known as Erntedankfest. It features similar themes of gratitude filled concepts from American Thanksgiving and is held in rural, farm oriented towns all over these countries.

There are so many more different nations and traditions that I could have mentioned here, but unfortunately do not have the space to do so. I would encourage you to share these stories and perhaps stories of other cultures that you can find with your family, kids, or even grandkids. We

live in a global society, and it’s important that we know each other and appreciate one another in our differences.

Winter Houseplant Care

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Even though we have not totally become too cold, everything has lost leaves and died off.  Most of us have brought our houseplants/tropical plants inside for the winter.  Also, you may have experienced some leaf drop because many houseplants don’t like the change of climate from outside to inside.  Now would be a good time to check the location of foliage houseplants to be sure the plants don’t get too cold this fall or winter.

Plants next to windows or in entryways near outside doors are at the greatest risk. Plants sensitive to cold temperatures include Chinese evergreen (Algaonema), flamingo flower (Anthurium), croton (Codiaeum), false aralia (Dizygotheca), and ming and balfour aralia (Polyscias). Monitor and maintain temperatures above 65 degrees F for the false aralia and above 60 degrees for the rest of the list. Many other indoor plants prefer temperatures above 50 degrees. If needed, move plants away from the windows or door entrances to reduce cold temperature exposure. It may be necessary to move some plants from windowsills before shades or drapes are pulled, especially in the evening.

Getting Permission should be Your Mission

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With trapping season and many Kansas hunting seasons already in full-swing, and with deer rifle season waiting in the wings, an important subject becomes gaining landowner permission wherever you hunt or trap. One particular landowner who allowed me to trap for several years always asked me where on his land I would be trapping, and my answer was always “Wherever your crops and cattle will allow it; I will always work around you.” Very few farmers deny trapping on their land unless they do hunt or trap themselves, or unless they’ve had a bad experience with another trapper, but it is their land and they do have the right to control access to it. The point I want this column to drive home is how important it is to us hunters and trappers and to the future of our sports to create and to maintain a good relationship with the farmers and ranchers on whose land we hunt and trap. Hunting and trapping should be seen by us as a privilege, and with privileges come certain responsibilities. Here are a few suggestions that will help create and maintain good relationships with the farmers and ranchers who own the land where you hunt and trap.

Landowners should be contacted each year no matter how long you have been granted access to their land. Stop and see them in person when possible. There are landowners that are just fine with a phone call and you will learn who they are with time, but if in doubt, see them in person. I traded pickups a couple years ago, so I have tried to stop and see all landowners just to show them what truck I would now be driving.

Pay special attention to any specific requests by the landowner. I accidentally left an electric fence hotwire unhooked one time and a few of the owners cows got out. He was none-too-happy, but we are friends and I apologized profusely and all was well. Make certain to close all gates, stay off the property if it’s wet enough to make ruts where you drive, and always leave the property as you found it.

Offering to help a landowner with a project like building fence or clearing trees goes a long way toward assuring permission to hunt or trap his land. You can also give them a pheasant or some fresh venison now and then. Some hunters even send thank you cards to landowners each year. I recently read how one

professional trapper out west once stopped to help a farmer get freshly baled hay into the barn just before a rain and because of his kindness was eventually granted sole permission to trap on over 15,000 acres of New Mexico land owned by the farmer’s cousin.

God is not making any more land these days, and good recreational land is often leased or purchased by wealthy groups or individuals for their own use. That leaves most of us outdoorsmen dependant on gaining permission to hunt and trap on privately owned land. So, obey the game laws, obey the landowner’s rules and by-all-means close the gates unless you’d rather chase cattle than hunt. Continue to Explore Kansas Outdoors!

Steve can be contacted by email at [email protected].

A Lotta Dough

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We were in the middle of a bell-ringer of a bull sale with one guy in my section bidding on every bull that came in the ring. None of us ringside had ever seen him before so we figured he must be a big bull buyer from out of state but he really didn’t look the part. He was wearing a blue shirt with a name patch over his heart with “Frenchy” embroidered on it so he looked more like an auto mechanic than he did a rancher. Later a friend told me he saw Frenchy getting out of a bread delivery truck which meant Mr. Frenchy Bread had a lot of dough… but it turned out to be the wrong kind of dough.

Something just didn’t feel right about the guy. I didn’t like the fact that he stood in the very back of the barn. Serious bidders usually camp closer to the ring where their bids can be easier to spot and they can look at the animal. (But real pros NEVER sit in the front row where it’s easier to get doused with fecal matter by bovines with manure soaked mops for tails.)

Mr. Frenchy sure seemed to be enjoying all the attention directed his way and the comely daughter of the breeder kept him well supplied with donuts and soft drinks. It worked because at this point Frenchy was the contending bidder on several bulls that sold for over $8,000 when the average was closer to $3,000.

At that point I got nervous so I sent a brief note to the auctioneer that suggested, “Sell the guy a bull.” The auctioneer must have had his doubts too and shortly thereafter a bull entered the ring that was a the perfect candidate. He looked like he was put together by a committee with one right foot pointed north and the other due west. His numbers were mediocre at best and the bull had such a sour attitude that mother’s drew their small children to their bosoms and grown men cowered in fear.

The second Frenchy raised his hand to open the bidding the auctioneer quick-hammered his gavel and said “SOLD!”

When he was announced as the winning bidder Frenchy turned whiter than North Dakota in a blizzard and he snuck out the back of the barn as I expected he might. I finally ran him down to get his bidder number as he was trying to leak into the landscape. I finally caught up with him at the door of his bread truck and said, “I need your bidder number.”

Then he uttered the most feared words in the auction business… “Oh, I was just trying to help.”

It seems Frenchy was the much dreaded auction junkie who had seen a poster for the sale on a telephone pole and followed the signs to the sale. Frenchy got hot flashes by living vicariously by seeing how many times he could bid without getting caught. It was a game and I’d encountered his kind before.

Meanwhile I dragged my tail back into the barn where everyone was waiting on me before we could proceed. Instead of being smart and yelling out, “The guy was just swatting at flies,” or, “He was just scratching his nose,” I pulled a dumb stunt and told the truth: “The guy said he was just trying to help.”

A brouhaha ensued when all the buyers realized that they’d just paid an inflated amount for their bulls because a bread truck driver ran the price up. Naturally the bull buyers wondered if there’d been some sort of foul play but the breeder insisted that Frenchy was not a member of his immediate family.

If you see Frenchy at a sale please be advised that he’s a wanted man, both by the authorities and a bunch of ranchers who’ve formed their own posse and would like nothing better than to string Frenchy up at a necktie party.

Since I was blamed by the conspiracy theorists for my role in the incident I took the first opportunity to leak out of the landscape too so I don’t know if the breeder made a price adjustment or not but I did notice the following year we had a light crowd and there was a sign at the ranch entrance that read, “NO HELP WANTED.”

Imagine saving the Kansas River from literal tons of trash. This group is making it happen

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Friends of the Kaw volunteers dig 2 to 6 tons of battery cases out of sandbars each year. They tackle items as big as septic tanks. Now they’re eyeing an ambitious cleanup target for 2030.

Bill Hughes has his eyes on a hot tub.

The Valley Falls resident isn’t planning a bathroom remodel, though. He’s part of a volunteer group that helps clean up the Kansas River.

The hot tub is lodged in the river bottom and it’s too large to lug away. It pops into view during dry spells, when the water level drops.

Each time that happens, Hughes and other volunteers with Friends of the Kaw take another literal whack at removing it.

“Piece by piece,” he said. “Whatever you can get above the waterline.”

They grab a chainsaw and paddle kayaks about three-quarters of a mile downstream from Ogden. Then they lop the exposed parts of the tub into manageable chunks, stack them on the back of their kayaks and ferry them away.

When trying to clean up an entire river, patience is the name of the game. It’s paying off.

Since 2018, Friends of the Kaw volunteers have dug 30 tons of vehicle battery cases out of sandbars. They’ve heaved about 3,500 tires from the water, often enlisting help from city governments, state agencies and private companies that own boats, trucks and heavy equipment.

So dramatic is the progress that the group now wants to finish clearing all of the Kansas River’s decades-old trash sites by 2030 — a goal that would have felt unreachable in the past.

“Sandbars are a lot cleaner now,” Hughes said. “We can do this – if we can have enough volunteers and we can keep at it.”

Decades-old sites

Thousands of the battery cases have jutted out of sand south of Manhattan for 60 years, marring the world’s longest prairie-based river.

Friends of the Kaw’s trained volunteers, who are called river guides because they are experienced kayakers who also teach the public about paddling and river ecology, started removing the cases six years ago.

Even after removing 30 tons, they continue to pry out 2 to 6 tons of the cases each year.

This battery case graveyard is just one example of the sites slated to be finished by 2030 — places along the river where very specific kinds of garbage accumulated decades ago and laid untouched until recently.

“I’m not leaving those (sites) to my grandkids,” said Dawn Buehler, executive director of the 33-year-old nonprofit group. “I’m not leaving those to the next generation.”

The origin stories behind these garbage collections are often murky, but they don’t always involve illegal dumping. Some stem from practices that were once common but make little sense in hindsight.

Construction crews used to, for example, receive marching orders to simply dump old bridges into the water after tearing them down. And farmers used to tie tires to streambanks, hoping to hold onto precious soil during storms.

It turned out the tires didn’t help — and floods ripped them from their tethering. They washed downstream, often into large clusters of several hundred that Friends of the Kaw inspects by drone when gameplanning how to tackle them.

Floodwaters may also explain the car and truck battery cases. The empty cases made of heavy rubber were left after batteries were removed for recycling. They came from Fort Riley and were stored close to the river.

Tackling garbage on such a large scale doesn’t just require persistence. It takes skill, cooperation and muscle.

“What we do is hard work,” Buehler said. “It is hard labor.”

Below Bowersock Dam, in Lawrence, dozens of people took advantage of low water levels in 2017 to remove the metal beams of an old bridge lodged in a sandbar island.

Utility company Evergy sent its Green Team to cut up the beams with hot saws. Friends of the Kaw then transported the pieces by boat from the sandbar to the banks, where more Evergy employees waited with a boom truck and skid steers to haul these up the banks and load them into trucks.

City and county governments often help on such projects, too. The Kansas Department of Wildlife and Parks sends game wardens with airboats. Kansas Backcountry Hunters and Anglers adds a jon boat and extra hands to the mix. And college groups, such as the Students for Environmental Action at Kansas State University, pitch in.

Eddies full of plastic

Sometimes people take large appliances and other items to the Kansas River and dump them illegally. Volunteers come across freshly dumped refrigerators and water heaters.

As frustrating as that is, the river guides have found that smaller trash has become the bigger problem.

Although people continue to toss litter from car windows, plastic often finds its way to the Kansas River in other ways. A gust of wind might knock over a row of recycling bins on a suburban street. Or an overflowing gas station trash can could shed a steady stream of candy wrappers.

In a typical year, Friends of the Kaw coordinates up to a dozen cleanups, from Junction City to Kansas City, Kansas. Participation is sometimes limited to experienced paddlers for safety reasons.

But many cleanups, like a September event at Kaw Point, are public occasions that draw hundreds of people to pick up litter on land along the river that would otherwise blow into the water on the next gusty day.

Even items discarded far from the banks of the Kansas River can gradually make their way there. Rains sweep them to the nearest stormwater drain, then into a creek or stream that leads to the river.

Downstream from each city, volunteers find telltale eddies filled with plastic.

Eddies are pockets of the river that swirl. Soda bottles, packaging, tennis balls and children’s toys accumulate in the circular movement. There they bob and float until the next storm flushes them further downstream.

Eventually, they flow to the Missouri River, down the Mississippi River and into the plastic-laden Gulf of Mexico.

Buehler grew up on a farm along the Kansas River. She holds the title of Kansas riverkeeper. Riverkeepers are public advocates that focus on specific watersheds.

The Kansas River supports threatened species, like the plains minnow. It is home to 27 pairs of nesting bald eagles. In 2019, Friends of the Kaw confirmed the presence of river otters, a species that disappeared for decades from much of its range, including Kansas, because of hunting and other human activity.

The many people who put hands to work cleaning the Kansas River want to help such wildlife and protect the river that provides drinking water to more than 800,000 northeast Kansans.

They’re also motivated by their love of its scenery.

“I want to get to the point where you go down the Kansas River,” Buehler said, “and you appreciate this beautiful, braided sandbar prairie river — and don’t see all the trash.”