Darkest day this year.
But I saw peachy sky when I looked to the West of Seattle, above the Olympic Mountains.
Glaciers are retreating over there, disappearing in Washington (the most glacially-covered state in the lower-48), and also Bolivia, the Arctic, Montana...
I don't particularly want to spend time on a glacier, have no special fondness for their thick, crevassey ice, but I know they should not be leaving us.
I'm happy we are counting down to summer. That each day will be, if not progressively warmer, then progressively lighter from now until June.
I would just like us humans to get a grip, to collectively support each other in the fight against Ziploc bags, wrapping paper and overly warm rooms. Why is it so hard to stop on our own?
I don't want to chip away at a glacier with the heels of the boots I didn't need or the key of the SUV (hybrid, but still) I could've done without.