Allium flowers by my front door
It SNOWED yesterday morning. Again. This is officially the latest snow ever on record in the Salt Lake Valley. May I remind nature and the powers that be that it is the end of May, not Winter. My pathetic excuse for a backyard is now a mire of ankle-deep mud, officially delaying any possibility of starting the landscaping process. Some blame the odd weather on global warming, maybe they’re right. But wouldn’t that make it, I don’t know, warmer?
Perhaps it’s the end of the world as we know it. Even as I write this we might be starting down the slippery slide that will lead to another catastrophic ice age or world deluge. Maybe a meteor is on its way, racing its way through space with the power to snuff out all life on our fragile planet.
Or maybe it just snowed.
The concept of the world ending in one way or another is prevalent in most societies world-wide. For writers out there working their stories in ‘created’ worlds, as opposed to ours, does your world hold a similar belief? If it does, is it based on a religious belief, folklore, or scientific knowledge? Does this ‘world ending’ belief change how characters act in their environment, how they treat the land?
For writers who chose to keep their writing firmly here on earth – does the end of the world mentality cause your characters to act in different ways? Do they try to decrease their impact by recycling, etc? Or do they think, ‘why bother,’ and do whatever they want?
Food for thought.
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End of the world or not (and if it IS the end, which end?) one of the scariest things–aside from earthquakes, which top the list in my book–is unexpected changes in the weather.
We take it for granted that the world will look and feel this way or that. We’re used to the hozizon going down each monring to reveal the biggest heat source in our local part of the Universe…
But when things go a different way, we smile nervously, and grab a railing or a wall to steady ourselves.
Interesting thoughts. I shouldn’t complain too loudly about the weather, normally we never have enough rain. I wouldn’t mind for once not having a drought here.
No wonder all the play places are inside out there in snow country. ; )
We had absolutely no snow here on the Gulf Coast of Florida this winter . . .
The hypothesized end of the world doesn’t really bother me ~ instead it acts as a reminder to me that NOW is all we have.
Excellent post. Sorry about the snow.
The snow melted by early afternoon leaving plenty of mud. For us, the world most likely won’t end during our lifetimes, unless we get hit by a meteor or nuclear war. I don’t worry about it, it makes for interesting conversation.
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