Dearest one said this morning they could bring on global warming any time now. This after telling me that youngest son had to scrape the ice off his windshield before he could go to work. It used to be that I guaged what time it was in the night by how dark it was. Pitch black meant the middle of the night. We are now in the season where dusk is as dark as it gets. To have eternal daylight and ice on windshields occuring within hours of each other doesn't add up here. Scraping ice off the windshield is supposed to coincide with shortening daylight. Oh right, yes, that's right. Two nights ago we reached the pinnacle of long daylight hours. We are now officially on the waning side of daylight hours. Perhaps the ice was just to remind us of that fact. Gah.
I guess in the spirit of gratitude at least it wasn't snow.
4 comments:
That's a wonderful perspective: at least it isn't snow!
gah is right. ugh!
Wow! It was in the mid 90's here last week. I cannot even fathom ice at this time of year, but I would gladly take some for a few minutes in this heat!
at least it isn't snow. yeah right. I admire your grudging spirit of gratitute but ice at midsummer doesn't compute. Maybe the rising oil prices will help us remember to conserve what energy we do have and slow global warming. Fat chance? But Hope is what keeps us going.
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