Wednesday I walked a beach in Pensacola, Florida. Beautiful white sand and a bay teeming with fish, wildlife and birds. All that is in the path of an ever expanding oil slick. Returning to Pittsburgh I sat next to a charter boat captain who is looking at a loss of his livelyhood. But the roads and skies are full of fossil fuel dependent machines. Some travel needed and some not.
What kind of world do we want? Are cheaper fossil fuels worth dead miners and ecosystems? Where is the political will to overrule the guys with the bad haircuts and get a sustainable energy policy?
A new coal fired power plant is coming on line next the old one down wind from the farm. When will I have to limit the intake of fish from my pond and creek due to mercury?
Crazy stuff.
The Last of Winter
Spring Peeper
Frog Eggs
Crayfish Meal
Someone's Egg
Eastern Bluebird Pair
Jordan Springs
Gila Wilderness
View from the fire tower
End of the Day
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