Walked out the office door earlier this week, about 8:15 a.m., and brrrrr.......a chill came over me. Middle of August, sun had been up for several hours and I was anything but warm.
Didn't feel like it, at least not the summers we grew accustomed to as youngsters around these parts. Heck, the old thermometer hasn't even remotely approached 100 degrees this year, and what we now call summer is rapidly fading into autumn.
The change in the weather patterns isn't something that just surfaced this year. Our summers have progressively been getting milder, our winters rarely include snowfall that amounts to a hill of beans.
The Yakima Valley isn't alone in experiencing these changes. It's happening just about everywhere...at least that's what I glean from watching the weather channel.
If adjusting to these new weather patterns isn't difficult enough, we've got Mother Nature making things even more interesting. You can't hardly go a day without seeing on TV or reading about some area that's been hit with a flood, a tornado, a hurricane, a volcano, an earthquake or a tsunami. Our scientists are telling us that our polar ice caps are disappearing, the glaciers are melting and the temperature of our ocean waters is rising.
The nature channel informs us that numerous species of animals are on the verge of extinction. We're shown pictures of polluted rivers around the globe; crusty, dirty, smog-filled air over our large cities; and hazardous waste sites that are overflowing with refuse, no place to store the contaminants.
Don't really know what to make of it all. Some days it seems the whole world is going to hell in a hand basket, that we've been given a bushel of lemons.
The old saying, I hear, is that if you've been handed a lemon, make lemonade. Might be, we should throw in a little vodka to the mix. Couldn't hurt!