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Dryden, D. (2007, April 18). Butterfly gardens. Washburn County
Register, p. 17.
Butterfly gardens
By Diane Dryden
SHELL LAKE - Mary Ellen Ryall, the genius behind the new
butterfly garden idea in Shell Lake is originally from the
eastern part of the United States, Washington, D.C., to be
specific. Life and circumstances have brought her to our area,
and now she is living in Shell Lake. She has brought her unbridled
passion with her.
Because Ryall cares passionately about what the people in
the United States eat, she began studying our major crops
like corn, wheat and rice and the genetic engineering of the
food supply. The results were frightening. The study led her
to the lasting dangers of herbicides and pesticides. Those
findings were also dismal.
Enter the Monarch butterfly. Normally it would be hard to
make the connection between the butterfly and corn, but there
is a strong tie. The Monarchs are unable to feed or reproduce
anywhere near pesticides or herbicides. Even if there are
large stands of their natural host plants for reproducing,
the milkweed plant, they will not frequent the field, and
they may die if they ingest the poisons. “They are like
the ecological thermometer indicators letting us know how
we are willingly polluting our land and our food sources,”
she says.
There is a strip of land owned by the city of Shell Lake
that runs along the highway north of town. It starts at the
old brown coal shed and goes all the way north to Farley’s
Auto Body Shop. It’s approximately 35 feet wide and
runs right beside the snowmobile trail on its east side. Much
of the land slopes towards the highway.
Ryall thinks the land area is paved with gold in that it
would be the perfect place to begin a butterfly garden. “Shell
Lake can provide a native wildflower and butterfly habitat
there. The monarch is under siege because pesticides and herbicides
kill it. Genetically engineered corn pollen kills it, and
cutting back plants along the road, which is main travel route
of butterflies, deprives them of milkweed and nectar. Loss
of agricultural land, development and urban sprawl also reduces
the number of sustainable habitats.”
Ryall is suggesting a four-year plan of planting the entire
area, one section at a time, in native trees, shrubs and flowers
as a habitat for butterflies and other pollinators. She is
also proposing natural paths of woodchips and eventually solar
lighting. Pergolas would be provided for sitting to view the
gardens, and benches would also be provided along the trail
for seating.
The vegetation would provide a natural noise and dust barrier
to the homes on the lake side of the trail, and the convenient
dirt parking lot north of the flags would provide parking
for buses and cars that would be visiting the gardens to see
and learn about natural plantings and habitats.
“It’s called eco-tourism, and Shell Lake is strategically
placed along the migration route, called the floral corridor,
that runs 3,000 miles from Canada through the United States
and then on to Mexico, the winter home of the butterfly.
“In July 2006, Canada, the U.S. and Mexico signed an
accord to protect the monarch butterfly. The U.S. Fish and
Wildlife Service, the National Park Service and Mexico’s
Secretariat of the Environment and Natural Resources have
designated 13 wildlife preserves as protected areas.”
Shell Lake can play an important part in the monarch migration
which in turn puts Shell Lake on the map as a place to see
and visit. Ryall envisions tours and shops, all tapping into
the town’s involvement with this green movement that’s
sweeping the entire nation.
“The gardens would provide photo opportunities, eco-learning
for school kids and other groups, educational programs that
bring people to town and the ability to package their visit
with other attractions in town, including meals, could boost
tourism in town,” she says. “We would also be
included in the international movement for green space with
no-care native plantings that would continue down to the highway
changing the slope that’s difficult for the city crew
to mow into a sea of native grasses, wildflowers and milkweed.
It would encourage some of the 6,000 cars that travel through
town daily to stop and take a look, not even mentioning how
beautiful it would be just to look at.”
The city believes that this new project falls under parks
and recreation, and Ryall is hopeful that the project will
get a go-ahead soon. “All kinds of grants are available
for this project, from amending prairie restoration, because
the land was for years the old railroad bed and former prairie
remnant for native seeds and plants, so it shouldn’t
be too much of a financial stretch for the city.”
There is already a groundswell of interest in this project,
and it has been suggested that Shell Lake think of forming
a wildlife and garden club to assist in making Shell Lake
the prettiest town in Wisconsin, from north to south and all
the places in between.
Following is a letter sent to Ryall from one of the people
that visited the butterfly sanctuary in Mexico this past winter
and saw for herself how the butterflies have been devastated.
El Rosario Butterfly Sanctuary
Thank you for arranging a trip to El Rosario Monarch Butterfly
Sanctuary in Angangueo, Mexico, 40 miles west of Mexico City
through your organization Happy Tonics. This is a dream trip
for me, so my husband, Joe and I make arrangement to participate
in the fun. We fly to McAllen, Texas, from our winter home
in Sun City, Ariz., to await early morning bus pick up for
our Sanborn Tour. It takes us two long days of bus travel,
with 36 congenial mates, through mountains and villages finally
arriving at Angangueo, at the bottom of the 9,000-foot mountain
where we will ascend in small vans the next day.
The “vans” turn out to be open cattle trucks
with temporary hard benches along the sides. We climb on,
bumping our way up a narrow dirt lane around and around the
mountain. We pass school children walking down the mountain
and small homes with turkeys, dogs and wash in the yard. There
are tiny cultivated fields that also climb the mountain side
at steep angles. We continue to bump along, higher and higher,
dustier and dustier.
When the trucks can go no further, we begin our “stroll”
up the final 1,000 feet, first on a dirt path to the Visitors
Center, completed in the last two years, then up the 675 concrete
steps in increasingly thinning air. Most of us use every single
bench to stop, take deep breaths and rest our legs. It is
an excruciating climb!
When we finally reach the forest, we notice large dusty gray
leaves clustered, three feet in diameter, on boughs of pine
trees. Upon closer scrutiny, we discover that these are the
Monarchs, huddled one on top of the other, waiting for the
morning sun to warm them enough to fly. We continue the climb
up to the top, a meadow, in the sun, where a few butterflies
flit.
The show takes place on the way down. Those dusty clumps
become alive as the sun hits them. The outer layer peels off
and flies away. The whole clump bursts open. I hear “swoosh”
as hundreds of Monarchs simultaneously fly away in a dense
cloud, dispersing over the mountainside. Now the butterflies
are testing their wings, landing on branches, finding a mate.
I remain detached, watching. I am not a part of the scene,
as there are not enough butterflies to envelop me. Then we
are out of the forest and back to the trucks. Ten years ago
the meadow and sky were thick with Monarchs but not now. There
were so many then that people had to be very careful not to
step on them. The forest was much larger and lower on the
mountain but there were no Visitors Center nor concrete steps.
It was easier to walk on the dirt path. But with the deforesting
of the trees and the floral corridors disappearing in the
United States, there are fewer and fewer monarchs worldwide.
Unless something is done, gone will be the days of walking
through clouds of butterflies.
We’ll keep dreaming!
-Valerie J Downes and Joseph J. Lusco
March 2007
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