Today got up to eighty here and it felt so much like spring that I felt all the feelings that come rushing in when spring arrives, knowing all the while that it is not actually spring but before I could remember this, my skin and eyes would tell me that it is spring, believe it or not.
As global climate changes become more profound, what is going to happen to our innate and internal clocks, set to the days before these changes became so widespread? Is anyone asking this question besides me? Is this going to have implications that we who are sensitive to such things (and I think that most of us are, whether we know it or not) will have difficulties with? Will this trigger anxiety or depression in some of us? The vast and far-reaching effects of these changes are almost beyond our ken unless we are climate scientists, I think. The Zika virus scare, the so-called tropical diseases which will begin to surely and definitely affect us, the way we shall have to change our planting and harvesting schedules, the foods that we cannot grow that we formerly could, the things that we can now grow, that we formerly could not, the location of fishes and whales in the ocean, the use of energy and fossil fuels, the confusion and disruption of the migration of birds and insects and other animals- all of these things are not insignificant and in fact, add up to what we all know is possible devastation for all life on the planet.
I say "possible."
I hope that the word which would more accurately be used is not "certain".
I already know that our properties on both Dog Island and the Apalachicola Bay are not going to be here for my grandchildren's children. I have no doubt about that.
I do not dwell on these things. I am not obsessed with worrying about them and yet, there is no way to deny they are happening. A mosquito is hovering around me as I write this. Is it infected with Zika or malaria or Chikunganya or Dengue? Probably not but next year, it's offspring may be. How can the CDC keep up with these things? The insect repellent market?
Last fall the mosquitoes were so bad that I could not, would not, work in my garden. I have lived in Florida all of my life and I had never seen mosquitoes like that.
Even the lack of hurricanes in the last few years is slightly disturbing. As much as I hate them, hurricanes are a part of our lives, or least, always have been. They fill the aquifers, they nourish the swamps which a necessary part of the ecosystem here.
And right now, our legislature in Florida is passing one bill after another, making fracking a possibility here.
I am so appalled that I can't even tell you. I honestly had more faith in human intelligence than I should have.
I have no answers. Not one. I have only despair.
We have fouled our nest which is something that even my chickens do not do. They only poop in the nests in which they do not lay eggs.
I'm confused, y'all.
And scared to death.
P.S. I just pulled a tick off my leg. A tick. The first day of February. Throw that little fact into the mix.