True Washington spring weather is late this year. Despite new, record CO2 atmospheric concentrations of 410 ppm in April and warmer than average global temperatures in March and April, the cherry blossoms and warm, sunny weather lagged behind schedule.
Within forty-eight hours, the temperature in Bethesda leapt into the 70s in the midst of February. The Easter Bunny emerges over a month early, bounding from beneath the deck in our neighbor’s yard, sniffing and looking for things to nibble.
Rachel Carson, perhaps the greatest, and certainly the best known, environmentalist of the twentieth century, was deeply opposed to nuclear testing and nuclear war from at least 1946.
Nat King Cole’s old melody, “Autumn Leaves,” is about sadness and loss, lost love, and the waning of summer’s warmth. “Since you went away the days grow long. And soon I’ll hear old winter’s song.” But are those lovely leaves “of red and gold” gone forever? Where do they go after all? Is winter an […]
Rachel Carson knew she was dying as she wrote fondly to her friend, Dorothy Freeman, of their time together. “But most of all, I shall remember the Monarchs.”
President Trump has casually threatened nuclear war before and now has promised formally in a chilling speech at the United Nations to “totally destroy” North Korea if need be — presumably by using nukes.
I should be deeply indebted to Marie Maynard Daly. The problem is, I never even heard of her until this week.
I am one of those unusual fellows who keeps a life list of every bird species I have ever seen. I am a birder, the manly, sporting name that has replaced the old-fashioned and much maligned “bird watcher”.
Enough of being an office-bound environmentalist. I want, no, I need, to get out in the nature that as head of the Rachel Carson Council, I am sworn to protect.
I just saw an incredible chart that showed CO2 in the atmosphere going down and global warming starting to slow and reverse! This is not Donald Trump denial, or some nut proposing we destroy asteroids to save the Earth.