|Lake Michigan shore, Feb 2010 - Photo: Margaret Swedish|
We are shattering records by 30-40 degrees. I say to my friends, if it's 82 in March, what will it be in July?
Are we scared yet?
Or does the robin song in the hours before dawn annoy the sleep-deprived, the busy workers, the ones who stayed up late playing Wii games?
Remember humans back in the days when we believed we were a part of nature and grateful to Mother Earth for all she has given us? No, I suppose not, just the stuff of legend and myth for the White Man. We have more important things to do - like tearing her up to make stuff for our pleasure, the pleasure of avoiding this most intimate and challenging relationship, the one that would tell us we are abusers and dominators and need to get into therapy right away, or have a court render an emergency injunction to keep us away from our Mother so that we don't hurt her anymore.
My WI State Senator Chris Larson is in favor of opening a potentially 4-mile wide, 21-mile long, 1,000 foot deep, iron ore mine in Wisconsin's Northwoods - but doing it in an environmentally responsible manner. I don't know if I have ever heard so loud a clash of contradictions inside my head. Is there a sexually responsible way to commit rape? And he's a progressive Democrat!
Dear Sen. Larson, when they open that wound, when they bulldoze the forests and open that wound, that environment is destroyed - permanently!
Back to the robin song - a cry of beauty in the dark morning, a herald of dawn, of the edge of morning approaching the horizon. We humans should even dream of having such beauty within us.