Weekend Nature Reads: the Good News, Bad News edition…
Sometime’s it’s hard not to despair when reading about things like this. But there is hope.
I do wonder if one of the triggers of moving from independent consultant to small agency is that having more bodies in the operation gives you mores ability to mitigate the workload problems of the famine/feast cycle.
But I suspect it swaps those problems for a different set.
This is a fascinating tale of a man who enjoyed taking photos more then developing the, creating a huge recovery and archiving challenge: Photographer’s 3,200 Undeveloped Film Rolls Hold History of Rock ’n’ Roll - PetaPixel
Finished reading: Fifty Words for Snow by Nancy Campbell 📚
Took me quite a while to get through this one. It wasn’t that I disliked it — it’s that the format of 50 short essays about different snows around the globe lends itself to dipping in and out of the book, rather than losing yourself it.
Did I like it? Yes, I think. I need to mull it over for a while to be sure.
Flippin’ ‘eck, this is worrying: The Ocean Is Having Trouble Breathing And yes, it’s climate change at work again.
I have survived six hours of lectures via Zoom with my sanity largely intact.
(My wife suggests there is evidence to the contrary.)
Half an hour by the sea
Chose a different spot down by the harbour arm today. I’m tucked into a wee hollow, with the structure of the arm itself sheltering me from what is a bitterly cold wind.
I’m still wearing a fleece and a gillet, though. It is bitter this afternoon. We even had a flurry of snow earlier, but I’d be amazed if we see any settle this far south.
