Thursday, 18 October 2012

                                The Nilgiri tahr
    The Nilgiri tahr, Nilgiritragus hylocrius, known locally as the Nilgiri ibex or simply ibex, is an ungulate that is endemic to the Nilgiri Hills and the southern portion of the Western Ghats in the states of Tamil Nadu and Kerala in southern India. It is the state animal of Tamil Nadu.Despite its local name, it is more closely related to the sheep of the Ovis genus than the ibex and wild goats of the Capra genus.
    The Nilgiri tahrs are stocky goats with short, coarse fur and a bristly mane. Males are larger than the females, and have a darker color when mature. Both sexes have curved horns, which are larger in the males, reaching up to 40 centimetres  for males and 30 centimetres for females. Adult males weigh 80 to 100 kilograms and stand about 100 centimetres tall at the shoulder. Adult males develop a light grey area on their backs and are thus called "saddlebacks".
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Habitats
     Nilgiri Tahr family at the mountain grasslands.These tahrs inhabit the open montane grassland habitat of the South Western Ghats montane rain forests ecoregion. At elevations from 1,200 to 2,600 metres , the forests open into grasslands interspersed with pockets of stunted forests, locally known as sholas. These grassland habitats are surrounded by dense forests at the lower elevations. The Nilgiri tahrs formerly ranged over these grasslands in large herds, but hunting and poaching in the nineteenth century reduced their population to as few as 100 animals by the early 20th century. Since that time their populations have increased somewhat, and presently number about 2000 individuals. Their range extends over 400 kilometres  from north to south, and Eravikulam National Park is home to the largest population. The other significant concentration is in the Nilgiri Hills, with smaller populations in the Anamalai Hills, Periyar National Park, Palni Hills and other pockets in the Western Ghats south of Eravikulam, almost to India's southern tip. A small population of tahr numbering around 200 are known to inhibit the Ponmudi hills in the Trivandrum district of Kerala. One of the hills in the Ponmudi range, namely Varaiaadu Mottai (mottai roughly translate as a 'hill' in local language) has also found its name from Nilgiri tahr, indicating presence of the animal in that area.

Monday, 15 October 2012

Pondering and the Dead Forest

A person in a dead forest, pondering many things.

As I sit alone here in this dead forest,
I ponder the thought of sitting here forever,
Would the trees stay dead?
Would they ever once again sprout new buds,
And grow deep roots.

I ponder this as I watch a twig fall from the tallest of the trees,
As it falls, I see that others follow suit,
The branches are bone dry and fragile,
So they fall to pieces as they fall towards the ground.

They barely make a whisper of a noise,
As they hit the surface,
And I begin to ponder where all the animals have gone.

I suppose a dead forest needs animals,
Or do the animals have no need for a dead forest?
I ponder this as I watch a piece of bark being moved across the dirt floor.

The ants were interesting creatures,
And I watched as they went back and forth,
Carrying large pieces of bark to their nest.

I look up and shield my eyes as the sun shines down,
And ponder why the trees no longer grow,
And the animals no longer thrive.

I ponder why the ants still call the dead forest home,
I ponder why they do not live in a more abundant forest,
One with many different things, animals, plants, weather changes, etc.
I ponder why, even after the forest has died, the ants stay.

Then, as the sun hides behind the cumulus clouds,
I cease to ponder and continue my trek through the dead forest.

a beautiful view...



Mist Upon the Placid Morn

Bleed out your beauty, Autumn –
Give up a gentle wrist, and smear
Your bloody hues atop the green.

Cast a calming throw of heady peace
Upon the cooling land.
And as you grant the sun a final fling of warmth,
Charge the silent air
(Now lolling on a foliar deathbed)
With earthen whiff to intimate the fungal push.

Soon you’ll send a shiver down the watery spine of
Quivering ponds, punctual brooks, and
Listless lakes, to warn them of the freeze to come.

Behold! your mellow spirit
Hanging as a mist upon the placid morn –
A sight that draws a sneaking tear or two – forlorn
Observers are we all of colder climes to view!

Autumn Lady, must you be the summer waning –?
Our adieu to fairer-weather life?
Ah well, at least you hum a warming tone, ensuring
Nature’s rhythm still abounds.

But now you must prepare the mind for chilly times –
You know the drill –
Guiding us along a sloping path
To ease our psyche in to sleet and snow –
The blue-ice bite of winter.

Nature

Nature is mighty
Nature is strong
Nature is usually always right
Nature is rarely ever wrong
Nature is beauty
Nature is moody
Nature is smart
Nature always has the greater part
Nature is blue
Nature is green
Nature is every color possibly seen
Nature is dreaming
Nature is in every place
Nature is always with grace
Nature is true
Nature is me
Nature will forever be free 

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