Climate News

the day slowly perambulates through the political morning news, both welcomed and unwelcomed, then the cat meowing loud enough to break a glass on the car ride to the vet.No sun, and the humid air hangs so still it could be a funeral.November 2024: there is no rain for a solid month and wind whirls dust and leaves until something might combust.Wildfires on both coasts scorch acres.Some must leave their homes.There must be some purpose in the hours as they pile up and the world keeps spinning.Turn on the TV and the soap operas are high on betrayals, but who thought that a country could betray itself joyfully, whooping it up for its victory, citizens wielding their leaf blowers like happy guns?