For some reason, one of the most enriching things in life seems to be collecting new experiences. Doing something novel somehow just feels significant; like you’re making progress of some sort. Whenever I think about ancient humans leaving the fertile crescent, or crossing the Bering land bridge, racing to the poles, or dying a dried-up husk in the Sahara while searching in vain for the source of the Niger river, I can’t help but picture this feeling of driving curiosity to be a big player. (more…)
I know that climate change makes it difficult, if not impossible, for you to make up your mind about how winter will unfold. Cold or mild? Snow boots or galoshes? Puffy coat and ski gloves or mid-weight parka and mittens? Slippery or safe? Outdoor skating or not? Wet or dry wind?
So far, there has been much confusion. I suppose we deserve it.