It’s hot. Everywhere.
If it’s not hot, it’s weird weather. Drought. Or, too much rain. Floods. Or, fire. In Greece. In California. In the Southwest. Throughout Europe. A friend from Ireland posted that his emerald country is now brown. Let’s not forget East Asia. People are dying.
I don’t care what you believe about this hour’s weather. I don’t care what your politics are. Red. Blue. Purple. Those things don’t matter. As BoB Dylan once wrote about something slightly different, “It doesn’t take a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.”
It’s the anomalies that are signs of climate change. All these weird weather related events. You can say that they are cyclical. You might even be right. But, when a cycle lasts 5,000 or 10,000 years that’s a pretty long cycle. It will probably kill your ancestors. The ones in the future. And, their ancestors. You know. The ones who are trying to live on Mars to escape Earth.
Anyway, I made this picture because the duality caught my eye. It’s sort of a metaphor for this discussion. Except for the top. But, those bright flowers are dying too. If I were to walk past this place in a day or two, they’d be dead as well. I did a little work in post production because I always do a little work in post production. In this case, the image needed it. I pretty much fooled the thing that passes for a light meter by exposing from below the subject.
Hi ho, hi ho, It’s off to work I went.