It’s enough to persuade you to wash the car, hang out clothes on the line or take a hike without your rain coat. Dark clouds, so full of promise, delivered a few sprinkles. The weather system huffed and puffed, sending chairs flying. The American Psychological Association has defined this as “a chronic fear of environmental doom.” Anxiety escalates-climate or eco-anxiety. Probably lofted on the winds from fires in BC. Except, with the wind is a little fragment of ash, from nowhere close I hope. To hell with BBQs, town parades and golf games-let it rain, rain hard, rain long, soak the earth. But with the drought-parched grass, tinder dry, waiting for some casually tossed cigarette butt, a hot exhaust from an off-highway vehicle or a lightning stab, there is also a palpable sense of anxiety. Under a roof the spectacle is partly pure entertainment. The hawk, inexplicably pursued by a flock of waxwings, disappeared into the gloom of the approaching front.įrom sweating to shivering in minutes, like a fridge door opening. A sudden drop in temperature and the quality of the air seemed fresher, energized. I could both feel and taste the cooler air of the front as it passed over the cabin. The plus 30˚ C air was shoved aside, to my relief. A weather front, with inky blue/black clouds rolled in ˚˚from the north on a chilly wind. Never once flapping its wings, but dipping and weaving with the gusty winds it tacked forward. Working Landscapes Īgainst white cumulus clouds roiling in a slow boil, a redtail hawk soared on a rising wind.
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