Aaron and I were driving to the farm yesterday and I asked, “Is it foggy out here?” I thought my sunglasses were dirty. Aaron answered, “Yes it is very hazy”. It turns out that once again our skies are foggy because the country is burning down. Colorado and the north west are burning in a manner that is almost incomprehensible. Fire fighters being brought in from other countries because, in essence, we are tapped out. For the first time, they are looking for volunteers. If you think climate change is a hoax and you are dumb enough to listen to the bought and paid for politicians that try to convince you it is not an established fact you are one of the dumbest individuals that has ever donned a human suit. We are truly screwed and it is a very short time until we see most of our species, and the rest of them for that matter, die. I don’t farm because I think I can do anything about it now. I farm because it feels right. That would be my suggestion: sit down, close your eyes, and ask yourself…. what do you want while you have the time to choose. I can no longer act like it isn’t happening when I have known for decades that it is. Peace. Please. Peace.
Blood Red Sun, Pink Skies. From hundreds of fires. We really screwed up this place.