Finally there is a day in my environment without snow, sleet, icey rain, and black ice.
Bravo to this day past the ides of March.
This has been a winter of freezing memories and some miseries. It has been a winter of incredible beauty in the artistry of blowing and drifting snow. It has been a winter of constant cold and wind chills beyond bareable.
It is a winter of acknowledging that climate change is with us and for each of us sending a note to our congressional representatives to be aware of it, even for the ones who deny that change is upon us; have them come and live in our weather for a season.
Climate is the big stage and not often noticible for its change. Weather is a daily effect on living and lives and often announces its presence with deadly force. Climate tells the future. Weather tell the present.