March is well under way, and the prospect of warm, breezy, sunny days is upon us. With the snow slowly melting into the soggy ground, one can see traces of green grass, a symbol of hope in a changing world. I see spring as a new chapter for humanity; the season itself is like a clean slate where we can look back and see what we have done and how far we need to go. Climate change is always on my mind, even more so during the transitional phases between the seasons and especially as we approach the first day of spring.

 

Here in Bar Harbor, Maine, the winter has been surprisingly mild, the days warm compared to years past. I find myself wandering along shore paths in Bar Harbor, observing the early buds on the rose bushes and magnolias. A question emerges in my head: how much have we humans altered our environment? It's a question that seems at times too big and ominous to ponder, but it is one that we all have to think about at some point in time.

 

So as we plant our seeds for glorious blooming roses and sow our fields for the fall harvest, let us also plant seeds of change.