My Personal Climate Confusion Disorder
From the Searing Southwest to the Mighty Miss, I’m Experiencing a Personal Climate Change
Like a human divining rod, I came to eastern Iowa from the arid West seeking water. In the West, my eyes were trained mostly on the ground, on the dust that rose up from it, on the sage brush and high plateaus which that dust covered, and on the blue sky the dust tinted yellow around the edges when the wind blew. I spent almost 20 years in that land of sun and earth called Wyoming. Now I’m surrounded by water, both liquid and vaporous. I’m experiencing my own personal …
