“Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot,
Nothing is going to get better. It’s not.” ―
I went outside for a walk today.
I heard the sounds of lawnmowers, the sounds of traffic and vehicles.
I heard a singular bird chirping in the distance.
I heard a Canada goose honk in the distance.
I did not hear insects.
No hum of bees amongst the dandelions.
No frog croaks.
Only one bird chirping.
Where I work is surrounded by woods within the uptown of a city.
In years past it would be nothing to see the geese in the pond, their chicks growing like wild flowers.
The birds would be a cacophony of music against the thrum of society.
Even the breeze seems to have lost it’s bluster…
What have we done?
Joni Mitchell – Big Yellow Taxi