It's weirdly warm in the fist half of the first month of the new decade.
It’s weirdly warm in the first half of the first month of the new decade. A maple sported red blooms this week at the mouth of the Whitewater River, and yard azaleas at the base of the Blue Wall are beginning to pop random flowers. Thick fog forms over cool lake water. And, wait… was that a mosquito? No fair! Something’s going on, even if it is socially unacceptable or politically irresponsible to use “that” phrase. (Shh! Global warming, okay?) The birds know it. The bees know it. Even the leaves on the trees know it, but we humans stick our fingers in our ears, shut our eyes tight, and pretend not to notice a race between rising water and raging wildfire. A pileated woodpecker calls out “It’s okay! It’s okay!” I’m not sure whether to believe her. ~K