The Gathering Storm (watercolor by the author)

Environmental Science vs. the Stink of Discarded Stewardship

The mounting tremors emanating from the circus of the absurd that is Washington give me an opportunity to pause and reflect on a calmer, almost noise-free place in my early life, and to consider the existential threats to a world of beauty and serenity that I’m afraid is disappearing like sublimated snow on a winter’s day. The cacophony of insensible, nonsensical, volatile voices…