This could be a post about how funny certain days of the week are at work. Or it could be a post about how Rick Mercer cracks me up.
In reality it is a post about climate change and the effects I notice. Like how it’s mid February and the ice on the big pond, not just the little ones, is heaving and breaking up. Less than 2 weeks ago it was so brittle cold and now it’s so warm that the little snow we had has gone. Like it’s April not February. It’s melting in the trees and the coulée.
Technically it’s still winter so it should be blue skies, cold and he ground white as can be. -10 is ideal but -30 is ok. Did I mention there should be snow? Our sbow shoes sit on the dirt by the back door.
It stresses the trees out in a huge way to have these mega warm days. Without the snow cover crop, pasture and hay land will be dry come spring. Three snow falls is not enough. Meanwhile Halifax and the east coast continues to dig out from a crazy volume of snow. Vancouver has probably had more snow than us this year.
In the meantime I shake my head at idiots who believe climate change isn’t real. For heavens sake they were talking about it back in England at the Royal Exhibit in 1851. It’s real. Ask anyone who has lived in the same location for 50 years and they will tell you how the weather has changed. Makes me wonder what the prairies will look like in another 100 years. Will the dust bowl of the 1930’s return.
All I want is for some snow and sunshine to return this winter.