I've been following the climate change disaster for 47 years.  I have to wonder what is happening when the daffodils in my yard start to sprout in January.  Spring was a bit early this year!  Also the recent wind storm was the scariest I've ever known.  Can't say I mind the snow belt moving northward, except it signals something very bad for future generations. In summer, I miss my butterflies. I should be reading the United Nation's IPCC report on climate, the work of hundreds of atmospheric environmental scientists and thousands of reviewers.  I'd be marching in the Science March if I was able.  There really isn't any issue more important.  And when the permafrost starts to melt . . .   You would think that any grandparent would be concerned about this.