The Climates They Are a-Changing 0
Today, I was running errands in my convertible. With the top down.
In February.
That is not–or at least didn’t used to be–normal in these parts.
Also, we haven’t had snow in at least four or five years.
When I was growing up about 40 miles north of where I type this, we usually had two or three snows a winter. True, they were seldom more than three or four inches (the biggest I remember was eight inches), but they were real white fluffy stuff falling from the sky in freezing weather.
Climate change is real and it’s now.
I fear we are well past the tipping point, and I fear for my grandchildren.
Addendum, the next morning:
Oh, yeah, and today we has to turn on the AC.
