It was 74 degrees (23°C) here today, and until an hour ago it was beautiful. I used the leaf blower for the second time, for some Spring cleaning. (Hmm...Spring?)
Of course, it's March 9th, and this temperature is a record high for this area and this date, which is...troubling, too.
Me to winsome checkout girl: It's beautiful outside.
She: I know. I love it! It's just like home.
Me: Where's home?
She: South Carolina.
Me: Oh. The thing is though, our weather isn't usually much like South Carolina's.
She: I know! Well, enjoy it while you can!
Hmm. A person could take that two ways.
I don't think anything, ever—no, not disease-bearing ticks, not precarious heights (I'm scared of heights), not the thought of being trapped while spelunking (a picture I saw decades ago in National Geographic gives me the willies to this day), no, not even the phrase "President Trump" (now I've done it—at this rate I'm going to give myself nightmares)—has frightened me half as much as climate change. I wish I could un-read all the books I've read about it past about the first half of the first one.
But I have to admit it's a very odd thing indeed that it's so sinister and at the same time so...pleasant. Sort of like the malignant hit man in "The Wire" who would gently console his victims before murdering them.
After I posted that "RIP" post this morning for George Martin, I was reached by news of the death of photographer Gary Braasch, of Portland, Oregon. Gary, an energetic and active 70 years old, died while on assignment, snorkeling at Australia's Great Barrier Reef. The exact cause is still being investigated.
A passage from Gary's bio at trunity.net:
His keystone project since 2000 has been World View of Global Warming, which is the only dedicated photo documentation of the effects of rapid climate change. For this Gary has journeyed extensively including to China, Australia, Tuvalu, Antarctica, the Arctic and the great mountains of the world. An exhibit of 30 prints on climate change has been exhibited at the American Association for the Advancement of Science in Washington DC and at Chicago's Field Museum. In 2007 he published a book on this: Earth Under Fire: How Global Warming is Changing the World (University of California Press).
Sincere condolences to Gary's friends and family. My hope is that someone continues his necessary work. It will take courage, I think, and great fortitude—or hopefulness as strong as Gary's.
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Cedar Braasch: "Thanks for getting news of my father's passing out to the world. The Washington Post did a great article on my dad as well. I hope to work with his girlfriend and partner Joan to continue his message and elements of his work. Thanks for all the love and support. Climate change is a major issue that will only continue to cause suffering in this world. It's time to stand up and push for legislation that protects our environment, our oceans, our forests and drinking water. My dad lived his life so well and helped so many people. My father wasn't someone who just took 'pretty photos'; his message and love for the world changed so many minds on the subject of climate change. My father found in his early work covering the Mount St. Helens eruption how fast life bounces back after complete destruction. It's part of the cycle of life and this world.
"Grieving with you and your community, Cedar Braasch."