It's warm today, a bit more than average but, that isn't uncommon anymore. An early Spring that ended an almost unnoticible Winter. Not that mild Winters are in themselves a harbinger of doom. A sunny day as pleasant as one could wish for, the stiff breeze aside.
This is a decided change from my younger days. There were differences by the year, some Winters less so and some Summers moreso, yet, the changes are getting more and more odd in the undertones. History shows that tthere have been violent storms and unbelieveable weather for as long as we bald apes have roamed the surface of this planet. Now though, the changes have become both more rapid and extreme. Each year has bouts of "record setting" weather not just exceeding but crushing records that have stood in many cases since records were kept.
Have we done this to ourselves? To deny that we have is a bit foolish isn't it? There is ample evidence of it we can see and feel just by stepping outdoors. The people who want to deny this fact say that the changes are normal, they may have a point but I'm not sure that my reasons will please them. Normal, is something that can be at least loosely defined and "expected" isn't it? Under the circumstances, the changes should have been expected.
There is a delicate balance to the world that relies on a measure of chance. The balance is often upset and restored but never rides in equilibrium. In our case I think we have over ridden natures way and face the failure of our world to restore it self without a decided intervention by the creatures who live here. As a representative of the only creatures that are able to make thos sacrifices and guilty of my own part in destroying that balance I have to place the responsibility on the humans.
We humans have been beating the world up for millenia now. We build our fires and kill our food and destroy our pests as though it is us and not nature who finds that balance. We build our cities, our dams, and our farms without regard for anything other than our short term needs. We are so self centered and self absorbed that we refuse to see that it is going to take an uncomfortable set of changes and damned soon, to keep a semblance of society at the leading edge of our world. Without those changes, we are set to see an almost overnight failure of our environment.
There will be little warning once past the tipping point. What can we do? I am not able to answer that. I am as guilty as anyone, anything, andy process that set the events in motion. I mow my grass with a fossil fueled mower, I wash my cars with detergents, I flush my waste just like almost everyone here does. All of these things are controllable. We could do them all a little differently and help to slow the correction that will end so much of our way of life but, we face an unwillingness to believe that those changes will come. Especially if the changes will mean a loss of wealth ofr the people who make those product or enable those ways.
I sit in my yard now and I can feel it, an undercurrent of doom. A sense of a change that is as unstoppable as the tide. I look out at the flowers, the trees and the rivers and lakes and I see a beautiful world that is a little like the face of a dying beauty. Still attractive and even mesmerizing to see unless one gets too close.
Imagine if you will, a world where the trees have become grey, dead husks that fall on the land. Try to see a world where the houses sit crmbling under the onslaught of wind and rain, empty and without life. Imagine the huge mounds of bones of a wotld that killed itself and try to remember that these are not just the bones of strangers, but the bones of our own families. Isn't this something that deserves our attention? Have we become so callous that we are unwilling to make any sacrifice to save our own children and grand children?