As summer continues unabated in an endless stream of sun-drenched days, one reflects on the many ways nature’s essential cycles still shape our modern, plugged-in, technological lives. Spring, for example, as a time of blooms and fresh green growth — a veritable celebration of life.
In a post a while ago I speculated on the end of this essential cycle…On a “last garden” brought about by the disappearance of the bees, key pollinators in many ecosystems. And yet this would mean much more than just the “last garden” — it could be a last spring. Sadly, as pointed out in a recent New Yorker article that came to my attention by way of Anxious MoFo, we may be closer to this point that we think. Our bees are very, very sick. And so, in a sense, is our world.
Will we finally, clearly see the symptoms? Will we make a diagnosis? Can we find a “cure” and somehow alter the prognosis?