101 degrees on the front porch, in the shade, for the past two days. And it’s not even mid-June. I hate to think what August might be like. Of course, August might be cooler than usual.
The thing about climate change is, you never know how it’s going to change. California’s having a drought. Other areas are having a wetter than normal year. After having more intense tropical storms over the past few years, now I’m hearing there may be fewer storms this year.
Who can tell what might happen next. Meteorologists? They’d be the natural choice, but they don’t have crystal balls, and frankly, even the short-range forecasts don’t seem as accurate as they have historically been.
Chalk it up to climate change. And don’t try to tell me there’s no such thing. “Global warming” was the misnomer that got some folk thinking this was all a fabrication, because climate change changes differently in different parts of the globe. Warmer, drier here may mean wetter, colder there.
The only constant is change. There is no stasis. You’re either growing or withering. With climate change, individual choices we make have small, perhaps imperceptible (think “The Butterfly Effect”) influences on our surroundings. Which is not to say it’s not worth making the effort. Meteorologists’ batting averages may be down, but they’re not giving up. Nor should we. We may be having a heat wave, but nobody knows exactly where (or when) this wave will break.