Every article I read drives the knife a little deeper: glaciers vanished, coral bleached and dying, where have all the rhinos gone? A friend in the hotel business tells me they have a hard time getting hold of plastic garbage bags now; it seems all the stock is purchased in Asia before it can even make its way west. A country of billions discovers the usefulness of plastic and resources are evaporating at the speed of consumerism. We've had our time of plenty and there's no light speed here, it's all dark ahead. Faster and faster we whirl around on an earth we're using up. Do we think we can buy another one when this one is squeezed dry? There's no World-Mart, only a strip mall stripped clean, strip-mined.
Ah! How can I be pessimistic in the face of oncoming spring? It's rushing toward me like a train. I'll lie on the tracks and let it thunder over me, the roaring waterfall whistle ringing in my ears.
Image That Didn't Work, But Made Me Giggle: The light is rising, each clear day plumps up a little longer, a little lighter, a lingering loaf in the pre-heating oven of spring.
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day.* Anders and I don't do much usually, although some years we go out to dinner, and some years he brings home flowers for me and I bring home salt liquorice or some little gift for him and the kids. Last year was the most memorable as I brought home a busted foot and a trip to the emergency room. :P Occasionally I think I would like more romance in my life, but mostly I'm content with the status quo and the kisses when we meet after a day apart at the office and the lullaby of "I love you" at bedtime. He's not a big fan of overblown romance, joking "I'll let you know if anything changes." Even so, I can't imagine life without my living, breathing year-round viking valentine.
Martin Jokes in Swenglish**
What kind of animal stumbles as he walks? Går-illa
What kind of animal always looks good? Ze-bra
*thanks for the cards, Lizardmom, esmecat!
**Går (walks) illa (badly); Ze (pronounced "see") bra (well or good)