There’s nothing like a break in the clouds when for days we’ve had nothing but dark skies and rain. You appreciate it even more when you’re on a bike ride in December, on a road bike that has no fenders and no place to put them.
Another day, another stroll in the snow, deeper now than the day before. Such is our fate as climate change utterly fails to make itself felt. This is the kind of winter we had several times in the 1970s and ’80s, if memory serves. (hh)
It was only a shower, but it made a fitting background for a couple of points about winter in these latitudes. The main point is that we ought to be glad we still have thermal sources such as coal and natural gas to keep us warm and our houses and work places well lighted. Federal […]