It's raining in Cornwall. Snow was forecast for last night, but rain came instead. It's cold, but only in the local meaning of the term. No frost. It was dry yesterday, but it's been raining for most of the year so far.
We're breaking records, in this country. Wettest January already, heaviest rainfall, hundred-year floods. But the weather's been weird for quite a while now. Is it more weird than the usual, long-run, talking-about-the-weather weird that we get in this country? I wonder, and I wonder whether we'd know if it was.
Global warming is too gradual. We're urged to change our behaviour. But it creeps up on us. A rainy spell is either global warming, or El Nino, or it's a rainy spell. You know if you're in the middle of an earthquake. You don't if the planet's getting warmer by a few fractions of a degree every year.
I wonder how Gaia will get along without us.
We're breaking records, in this country. Wettest January already, heaviest rainfall, hundred-year floods. But the weather's been weird for quite a while now. Is it more weird than the usual, long-run, talking-about-the-weather weird that we get in this country? I wonder, and I wonder whether we'd know if it was.
Global warming is too gradual. We're urged to change our behaviour. But it creeps up on us. A rainy spell is either global warming, or El Nino, or it's a rainy spell. You know if you're in the middle of an earthquake. You don't if the planet's getting warmer by a few fractions of a degree every year.
I wonder how Gaia will get along without us.