So this happened. A bunch of passionate people invaded my home town and robustly held up traffic, business and life in order to spread the word about Global Warming and the Climate Crisis. My home town attracts protests as it is the apparent Gateway to Europe, has a rather wonderfully…

I tuck my four year old grandson into bed and sprinkle sleepdust in his eyes, and watch as he magically, deliciously believes in it. …

I was looking at my arms, thinking how old, flabby, ugly they are. But: these are the arms that held each of my children as they breathed their first, held each of my parents as they breathed their last; these arms held my husband when we lost our babies before…