The weather has taken an elegant tern for the better this morning, with a cool, foggy marine layer softening the scorching city. It was dark and cool during my walk, and fog was riding a southwestern breeze. The offshore winds still haven't arrived as of early this morning. We've been taking advantage of the welcome sea breeze by opening windows to chase away living room temperatures in the 80s.
These Drake's Beach scenes are from September 2014, right in the middle of the 2011-2017 drought that killed millions of trees which became tinder for forest fires, and which caused billions of dollars in agricultural losses.
I'm reading Storms of My Grandchildren by James Hansen. I downloaded the e-book without realizing it came out in 2009, a million years ago. It's kind of an interesting memoir of Hansen's efforts to get policy makers to take action to curb global warming before irreversible effects kick into gear. Back in 2009, Hansen had revised his target estimate of when atmospheric carbon dioxide would be too hot to handle from 450 ppm to 350 ppm. I just checked, and we're now at 412 ppm.
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