
The Baker University Wetlands, South 31st Street and Haskell Avenue, is home to more than 250 birds, more than 400 plants and 20 frogs, reptiles and amphibians.
Photo by Kim Wallace
What if I told you that, at any given moment, you could spot a bald eagle soaring through the sky or a fallen branch packed with monarch butterflies fluttering around the ground? What if I showed you a sweet spot to take in a Lawrence sunrise or sundown, where you could sit undisturbed and take in the magnificence of what nature offers us here in town? Would you think that this place exists only in the forests of Clinton Lake State Park or somewhere else that is a drive away?
If I tell you this too late, then you could be right—this wonder of plants and animals would be a drive away—a 10-lane drive away. This beauty that exists in our own backyards is that of the Baker, or Wakarusa, Wetlands, at 31st Street and Haskell Avenue.
Old-school Lawrencians know the argument front and back: Those for “growth” see this area of land as a perfect stretch to connect the South Lawrence Trafficway, which currently deadens at Iowa Street near Toyota and Hollywood Theaters, around to K-10—a straight shot through land that many Natives consider sacred and holy. Those who are “no-growth” oppose the “unnecessary” traffic that the highway would create—creating more problems in addition to the 23rd Street traffic mess rather than alleviating it. For a city of Lawrence’s size—a projected 107,349, according to the Agricultural Marketing Service of the USDA—“no-growth” Lawrencians feel that there is no need for additional traffic routes in a city of 28.7 square miles.
But, whether you are “growth” or “no growth,” Native American or not, you should feel connected to the land. It doesn’t have to be for religious or spiritual reasons. The simplicity of this land, which is home to 255 species of birds and 417 species of plants, offers a serene space for escape from bustling University life and the “go, go, go” mentality of today’s busy person. If you must consider how you can benefit from this area before you consider the sacredness of others, I offer you this:
Serenity. Enjoy a sunset or a sunrise by the marsh while you listen to chirping crickets and birds. Watch snakes glide through the water while butterflies fly through the sky. Breathe fresh air into your air-conditioned lungs.
Space. Take time to think alone or with a close friend. Absorb the silence that this space in the wetlands has to offer, and reflect upon your day and future days while you take in sights that are not part of your normal routine.
Sound. Trek through the lands and step on crunchy leaves, or wiggle your toes in newly grown grass. Listen as the wind sings and chimes make their beautiful, wind-blown music.
This is a place that offers a kind of harmony that is untouched, unparalleled, to any park, nature center or exhibit out there. You don’t need a tour guide to tell you how to take in the depth of beauty here—it’s to each his or her own, and every one will experience it differently.
For those who are not interested in taking in the sights and sounds of this wonder, consider the historical value of the wetlands: Native Americans performed “49s,” or war journey dances, on these very grounds during the early days when Haskell University was a boarding school for runaway Natives. This 49 tradition started in the heart of these wetlands, and 49s are still an integral aspect of Native American culture. Children who died more than 200 years ago are marked on the grounds of the Wetlands, but the whereabouts of these bodies—whether they are buried in the heart of the wetlands or closer to 23rd Street—is still unknown and undocumented. Preserving the land for the sake of respect to those who passed is just another reason why these lands should be precious to all, directly connected or not.
Native American spiritual beliefs center around respect for all land and natural entities. This land symbolizes a sacred place for these people—much like a church, a cross, or any other mainstream religious symbol may mean something to you. This land is not something Natives visit once a week; it is something they tread on day in, day out, and it is where they reflect while offering others the same opportunity to reflect. Some Native American spiritual stories say that in the beginning, the earth was covered completely with water until an otter got mud in its paw and brought land to surface. No matter what your spiritual beliefs are, this beautiful idea of interconnectedness that Native Americans hinge their earth’s creation upon showcase the highest respect for even the tiniest of creatures—and those tiniest of creatures can be found in the wetlands.
Those who are interested in environmental causes should know that besides the vast amount of plant and animal lives that call the wetlands home, there is also much to be said of this area for the Midwest region of the U.S. This area was identified as a National Natural Landmark by the National Park Service in 1969 and a Natural and Scientific Area by the State of Kansas in 1987, according to Baker University. These wetlands have produced more bird biodiversity than any other area of comparable size in the entire Midwest. How’s that for bragging rights?
But, this could all be gone if the Kansas Department of Transportation continues on with a plan to build 10 lanes of traffic through the area. The proposed remedy would be to have a nature center or sound barricades to limit traffic noises, but the truth is that these barricades would never equal the peace of the sounds that exist there now. And to put nature in a glass box (or nature center, however you want to describe it) doesn’t foster the idea of enjoying nature in its purest, natural form. It reminds me of the song lyric, “Took all the trees, put ‘em in a tree museum/And charged the people a dollar and a half just to see ‘em.” (Big Yellow Taxi/Joni Mitchell). We are to enjoy what we have here for free—land, sunsets, fresh air—and not package it up as a consumer product.
Visit the online home of the Baker/Wakarusa Wetlands to find out how you can act now to save this integral part of Native American, Lawrence, and ultimately YOUR history. Because Native American history is AMERICAN history.
“Dont it always seem to go that you dont know what you’ve got til it’s gone. They paved paradise and put up a parking lot…”
-Kim