Part of the Circle
18
June 2013
Porcupine,
tolerating the mosquitoes
Part of the strange joy of a summer biological field
season is the constant presence of biting insects. While this may sound like a sarcastic play on
irritating mosquitoes, my reality is widely defined by those insects that take
blood meals. They keep me sharp, wary,
attentive, and probably help me achieve my proper intensity for the effective
exploration and description of breeding bird communities. I have grown to expect them, to interact with
them, to tolerate them, and even miss them when the last day of the ornithology
field season has rolled behind me and I awake in a safe, quiet room with no
threat of dangers in the day.
Golden-winged
Warbler, a resident of mosquito-rich mosaics of bogs, sand plains, and forests
...and a scratcher of insect bites...
In the United States, too many of us have come to
expect comfort and sterile isolation from the wild. We have lost touch with what it feels like to
be alive, and, as a grim result, we are guilty of destroying much of what we
fail to experience. Life…at times…feels
like mosquitoes. They remind us we are
alive. Here is a reality about
mosquitoes that may change how you view them.
Blanding's Turtle suffering the abundance of summer mosquitoes
Ecosystems, including microscopic ecosystems, are
interdependent systems, with many “cogs and wheels” that are closely connected,
co-evolved, and necessary to proper function.
On the microscopic level, our immune systems are healthier when raided
by a myriad of small parasites. Like a
bored dog, an idle immune system tears down its own home, the body, causing all
sorts of autoimmune disease issues.
Perhaps it is the mosquitoes that keep beating back my own potential for
Rheumatoid Arthritis. June is a month of
happy elbows and fingers as I hike hard, survey birds and their habitats, and
feed thousands upon thousands of hungry mosquitoes.
A healthy porcupine, an individual, a microbial ecosystem...
...and a scratcher of mosquitoes...
...adaptation for climbing trees and swatting insects...
12:41 AM, 18 June 2013, respite in the cool of the night, a mother porcupine nurses her young
Mosquito and black fly larvae are critical biomass
components in aquatic ecosystems, food for hundreds of other species, including
damselflies, ducklings, and fish. Deer
flies serve a similar role in feeding dragonflies in the terrestrial
realms. Because so many species of biting flies
(including mosquitoes) greatly increase their own reproductive potential by
parasitism on the rest of us as they successfully consume a blood meal, it is
our suffering that lends to a huge biotic potential in healthy ecosystems. We join the circle. We pay for ducks and fish with our own
blood.
Sandhill Crane, an animal built, in part, by invertebrate food sources...and indirectly, at times, built of mosquito biomass...
In the extreme case, I wonder how many animals die
of exposure to parasites. As much as
they increase biotic potential, perhaps there are times when they limit
it. While I have learned to admire
mosquitoes, I have also learned to admire those who tolerate them endlessly in the
summer, those beings who can make no escape.
I believe that porcupines love a brisk November chill and that wolves seek more than just
a warming sun as they bask on a January snow slope. Those wolves and porcupines are remembering
what it was to be bothered by a din of mosquitoes, and I believe they rejoice
in a winter respite, a time of comfort.
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