Donald Trump is trying to raise my cortisol levels. Or increase my wine consumption.
I have to steal away to the C&O Canal. Global warming has brought me another glorious early spring day, a guilty pleasure of brilliant cerulean skies, warm, bright sun, floral delights, and my first bee and butterfly.
Never heard of Mary Amdur? Neither had I. She is the modern mother of air pollution science who in 1953 stood up to physical intimidation by corporate hired goons.
As an ecologist, I look for the interconnection of things. The smallest changes can signal shifts in the rhythms, the realities of life around us.