I’ve long admired Wendell Berry indirectly, in that other writers I’ve read refer to him with respect and high regard. But today I read him myself, and I like what I found:

…the "environmental crisis" is no such thing; it is not a crisis of our environs or surroundings; it is a crisis of our lives as individuals, as family members, as community members, and as citizens. We have an "environmental crisis" because we have consented to an economy in which by eating, drinking, working, resting, traveling, and enjoying ourselves we are destroying the natural, the god-given world. [Wendell Berry]


21:31:58 PM

Mostly Cloudy
-7°C (19.4°F) The cold lingers. Our houseplants seem to be perking up with the increasing sunlight, though. And we’re perking up, too. Jenny picked up some seeds for the vegetable garden: beets, spinach, onions and lettuce to start, and then some hot peppers and pumpkins for later in the season, for fun. Like so many other things, it’s the anticipation – of gardening, of spring – that makes it so sweet when it (finally, excruciatingly, deliciously) comes.  

10:37:14 AM

Mostly Clear
-13°C (8.6°F) The air is cold but the light is warm. Even the moon this morning shone with a cheerful yellow light, bright as a 100-watt bulb. And full birdsong greeted the sun.

We’re over 11 hours of daylight now, adding more than 3 minutes a day, heading into the closing stretch before the spring equinox.