“ Blog Action Day: It’s hard to miss the reality of climate change. In my own neck of the woods, and during the past month I’ve experienced immense dust storms that have blocked out the sun, filled eyes and noses, and given rise to mordant apocalyptic jokes. In late September windstorms swept across Australia over the course of a week dumping tonnes of precious topsoil out to sea. This week in my home city the dust was raised again as winds blew ferociously, rain storms broke overhead, and hail fell, and all in the space of a few hours on one day. This morning I drove through local countryside smoking from fires, while water-bombing helicopters buzzed overhead. As I write, firefighters in various parts of Australia are on alert and continuing to battle bushfires, and it’s not even summer yet. It might as well be; the countryside is tinder dry, and conditions are ripe for a disastrous summer. We Australians are terrified of uncontrolled fire in our old, dry land; earlier this year in Victoria lives were destroyed with a speed and ferocity that still seems almost unbelievable. We check the skies on a daily basis. We long for rain – slow, steady, long, drenching days of rain, the kind we knew as kids. „
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