a drgn azure, couchant

A lot of the country is very cold, but where I am right now we're having unseasonably warm weather for March. Still cold in the mornings, but it starts to feel actually kind of hot in the afternoons. It's still snowing, but temperatures are spiking into the sixties on a pretty regular basis and a few people have told me how unusually warm it's been. I'm going to blame it on global warming. There's still snow misting the top of nearby mountains but none where I work and live.

Some of the birds are out here already. We're not really getting spring flowers or anything start to emerge... I'm not actually sure we get spring flowers in this part of North America, but regardless the trees aren't putting out buds.

Finished Venomous Lumpsucker. It's very bleak and depressing, which are emotions that it's fair to have about the sixth mass extinction but make for a downer when reading. It was a good book, though. I've never seen anyone write about self-hatred induced by complicity in ecocide that well before. I'd intended to then read In Amazonia, and then after that read Annihilation, but it looks like I'll probably read The Fox Hunt instead, despite the latter not being a library book and so not being time-limited like the others.

Foxes have been on my mind a lot. I'm trying to paint a gray fox but keep putting it off. Maybe writing about it here will mean I actually get on it, though I'd originally intended to start tonight and now it's too late in the evening. It'll be a gift, when I'm done. Someone I've grown close to over the past couple years is very foxy, though not a fox therian.

Perhaps that's why I've grown so fond of foxes, lately.