Really Warm October

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We have been having such a warm fall.  Usually by now we would have gotten a few killing frosts, but no.  The grass is still growing joyfully.  The sunflower is blooming and even the little moss roses in the planters are thriving.  They are so sensitive to the cold that usually the first night below 30 does them in.  There is no hard frost in the near future, either.

While I can’t complain about warm weather, it is troubling.  Doesn’t feel right.  The deciduous trees notice the weather is wrong.  Their colors are muted.  Many trees didn’t even develop nice autumn shades.  Their leaves went from green to a drab, anti-climactic brown and dropped from the branches.  These subtle changes:  extended growing seasons, too much summer rain, storms with rain instead of snow, have been creeping up on us for a couple decades.  Just as the water level in the ocean creeps up, nearly unnoticeable until a hurricane demonstrates how much more water is available to throw inland.

If no one else notes the changes to the weather patterns, the farmers see it.  And it makes us nervous.  Unsettled that something we could always anticipate and predict has suddenly swung wildly out of control.  While no farmer could ever control the weather, most learned early how to read it and adjust to the patterns so crops would continue to grow and be harvested and livestock thrive.  Now we are left guessing and struggling to keep up with the surprises.

This farmer does not like the weather changes that humans seem to have caused, nor trust the thought that humans will act to stop what we have wrought.