Climate Change in Action
Dec. 27th, 2023 09:44 amOn Boxing Day, I tromped the woods along Crum Elbow:

Some heavy-duty bivouacking—

—only made possible by the complete lack of snow.
Now, I hate snow, plus 2023-2024 is an El Niño year, which you’d expect to be warmer than average.
Still, the complete lack of snow is—well. Not weird since weird phenomena have no explanation, and this phenomenon has a very definite explanation: climate change.
Let’s just say it’s unsettling. Highly unsettling.
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Apart from tromping, I didn’t do much of interest.
I’m being deeply lazy. In vain do I counsel myself: You’ll wish you’d done more of X in the comparatively near future.
I’m feeling cut off.
Like there are deep emotional conversations I want to be having. Like I’d feel reassured if I could have those deep emotional conversations.
I suppose this is the closest I can allow myself to come to missing Ben with whom I was able to have deep emotional conversations because with Ben, one could talk about anything. He was a remarkable conversationalist. Dunno whether this was an actual talent or a manifestation of Ben’s sociopathology. But there it was.
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Anyway, I must scram since shortly I’m meeting up with TaxBwana Linda for a meander through Vassar’s third-rate art museum.

Some heavy-duty bivouacking—

—only made possible by the complete lack of snow.
Now, I hate snow, plus 2023-2024 is an El Niño year, which you’d expect to be warmer than average.
Still, the complete lack of snow is—well. Not weird since weird phenomena have no explanation, and this phenomenon has a very definite explanation: climate change.
Let’s just say it’s unsettling. Highly unsettling.
###
Apart from tromping, I didn’t do much of interest.
I’m being deeply lazy. In vain do I counsel myself: You’ll wish you’d done more of X in the comparatively near future.
I’m feeling cut off.
Like there are deep emotional conversations I want to be having. Like I’d feel reassured if I could have those deep emotional conversations.
I suppose this is the closest I can allow myself to come to missing Ben with whom I was able to have deep emotional conversations because with Ben, one could talk about anything. He was a remarkable conversationalist. Dunno whether this was an actual talent or a manifestation of Ben’s sociopathology. But there it was.
###
Anyway, I must scram since shortly I’m meeting up with TaxBwana Linda for a meander through Vassar’s third-rate art museum.
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Date: 2023-12-27 05:41 pm (UTC)Do not like.
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Date: 2023-12-28 06:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2023-12-28 06:39 pm (UTC)still freaked me out though, and the geese flying around in circles like they don't know whether to go south or head north, that's freaking me out too.
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Date: 2023-12-28 08:49 pm (UTC)