We can't read every language and don't listen to whales much nor hear the sound of the sea. We know something is happening, cherry blossoms are earlier this year, not so much snow, an early Spring.
The Northwest Passage will be open soon and we can book voyage, sail from Europe to China on the Northern Route through Canada. Clear, blue water from glaziers melting faster than we care to admit.
There is land under the Arctic ice and we will claim it, new territory to conquer! Less ice could mean more rain, Biblical Floods. It has happened before. A self cleaning, flushing the system.
A simple three degrees makes a big difference. Could be freezing or not. Beautiful Alaska, home to so much we call Nature has dead Spruce trees, a horizon of fire waiting. Three degrees there allowed a beetle to survive and spread from tree to tree for miles after miles killing along the way.
It is not land that holds the heat; it is the Oceans and they are getting warmer, angry waters. Funny, how much we claim to love nature and flowers and forest animals and pretty things and fail to hear their cry.
Eight degrees warmer now. The warmest March on record and April is heating up. Might be a warm one.
A long, hot summer. I wonder. I wonder, I wonder?
How is your weather?
The Northwest Passage will be open soon and we can book voyage, sail from Europe to China on the Northern Route through Canada. Clear, blue water from glaziers melting faster than we care to admit.
There is land under the Arctic ice and we will claim it, new territory to conquer! Less ice could mean more rain, Biblical Floods. It has happened before. A self cleaning, flushing the system.
A simple three degrees makes a big difference. Could be freezing or not. Beautiful Alaska, home to so much we call Nature has dead Spruce trees, a horizon of fire waiting. Three degrees there allowed a beetle to survive and spread from tree to tree for miles after miles killing along the way.
It is not land that holds the heat; it is the Oceans and they are getting warmer, angry waters. Funny, how much we claim to love nature and flowers and forest animals and pretty things and fail to hear their cry.
Eight degrees warmer now. The warmest March on record and April is heating up. Might be a warm one.
A long, hot summer. I wonder. I wonder, I wonder?
How is your weather?
