I was driving on Indian River Rd., not far from the Kempsville
intersection, when a redtail hawk landed on the top of a
streetlamp as I passed. The dramatic flurry of wings was an
unexpected sight in noon time traffic and caused to me to do a
double take, fairly risking a fender bender. I wondered at his
presence in this thickly populated part of town, and thought
perhaps he had flown in from Stumpy Lake.
The natural havens of wildlife are steadily shrinking in this
growing metropolis. When our family first moved to Virginia Beach
five years ago, I loved driving to Sandbridge or Pungo because
this town was a green, little gem. There were farm houses, crops
growing and horses grazing along the quiet country roads. It had
a small town feeling with city conveniences.
But now signs have appeared in countless wooded lots -- 50 Acres
Zoned for Industry, This Site Available for Commercial
Development, or Monopoly Estates Subdivision Coming Soon!
My daughter and I went biking at Back Bay Wildlife Refuge a few
nights ago. We arrived at twilight and saw several deer munching
in the waist high grass. We biked over a wooden boardwalk and
attempted to ride on the beach though our tires sank in the soft
sand. Turning back we saw a red fox enjoying the view of the
ocean, unbothered by our appearance.
In the waning rays of daylight we saw a little snake basking on
the sidewalk, and we giggled when we startled a bullfrog who let
out a silly little scream when we surprised him. Driving out of
the park we saw a doe and four fawns standing in the underbrush
by the road side, watching us exit. All this in a one hour visit.
We sent up a little prayer thanking whoever it was that had the
foresight to protect these dunes and habitat from thoughtless
development and ruin. Backroads all over Virginia Beach are being
routinely widened, and new construction is popping up everywhere
- large houses, crowded together in treeless blocks, with pretty
names attempting to veil their banal appearance.
There used to be a gorgeous chunk of woods along Virginia Beach
Blvd. near the Barnes and Noble bookstore. I loved to see the
cool gathering of trees while driving past the otherwise concrete
and billboard strip. This week I glanced to my left and nearly
caused another fender bender when I saw a bulldozer sitting in
the midst of treeless ruin. I wondered why a swatch of woods
can't remain between shopping centers for the sake of beauty. I
wondered where the animals went who had lived there. I wished the
beauty of nature was a priority.
I wonder what Manhattan Island used to look like. I wonder what
Virginia Beach will look like in ten years. I think I will have
to move by then because I won't be able to stand it.
