The format of a My Take is 150 words – no more, no less – to express an opinion on a different topic each week. This week’s topic was winter rain.
What did the groundhogs see this year? Came out to no shadow, phew.
Except hard-edged flashes when the paparazzi pressed in for a cover shot!
Then, the jet stream snaking through by night, tail switching wildly side to side, leaving us holding this climate changeling.
Last fall I did some interviews with farmers and residents whose surface wells ran dry, then with well drillers, ecologists and geologists to ask why.
Multiple dry summers was the superficial response. But digging deeper with someone from COGESAF about the multi-year PACES project studying the Saint-Francois watershed, she had more nuanced responses.
For example, maybe the seasons were not so much dry as the precipitation came at the wrong times. Like, too late in the fall or too early as warm winter storms washing the snowpack away in sheets across still frozen ground.
Rain, when there should be snow.