I too often use the word “unbelievable.” Today proves I should have reserved it only for special occasions. The temperature in the sun was in the 70s, too warm for even moderate clothing and too warm for all but the north-facing patches of snow. Rivers are up and every living creature that depends on the sun’s energy—in short, all of us—is revving up fast.
A few days ago I brought inside a bouquet of Witch Hazel (Hamamelis), one of the earliest blooming plants native to the area. As I focused on the blooms, I noticed a small, wasp-like insect (remember I’m inside!) feeding on the nectar. What a delightful surprise.
While I admit I am enjoying the weather, like many, it also scares me. In the short run it could be excused as just a warm day in March. In the longer run it is clearly not what the planet had in mind for our species