Grieving for the EPA and the planet.
Scott Pruitt’s covert sabotage of the EPA is nothing short of criminal. As a threat to our future, he’s up there with Kim Jong-un.
In her New Yorker piece, “Earth Day in the Age of Trump”, Elizabeth Kolbert writes:
…millions of Americans will celebrate Earth Day, even though, three months into Donald Trump’s Presidency, there sure isn’t much to celebrate. A White House characterized by flaming incompetence has nevertheless managed to do one thing effectively: it has trashed years’ worth of work to protect the planet. As David Horsey put it recently, in the Los Angeles Times, “Donald Trump’s foreign policy and legislative agenda may be a confused mess,” but “his administration’s attack on the environment is operating with the focus and zeal of the Spanish Inquisition.”
Small rays of hope in Michael Bloomberg’s piece, “Climate Progress, With or Without Trump“, and Mélanie Laurent’s documentary film, Tomorrow.
As I tackle the weeds in my yard today…
According to a blurb in The Times (Jan. 29, 1994), in preparation for the filming of Dandelion Dead 2000 dandelions were gathered from the Gloucestershire countryside and “reared, out of season, with more care than most prize orchids receive…” Each stem was kept either in a fridge or under artificial light. Seems few of those dandelions made it on screen, as far as I can tell. The producers of Doctor Zhivago certainly got more bang for the buck from the 4000+ daffodils that they ordered.
A specimen from my weedpatch of a lawn:
Wish I had a garden like this, complete with adorable actor picking a rose:
I wonder if filming this scene brought back 20-year-old memories for Michael Kitchen.
Closest thing to a rose in my yard.
Communicating with Milner via knee dip again after Dr. Campbell’s unwelcome intrusion.
The word “sensual” comes to mind.