I'm actually (and finally) on a real vacation (see proof below). Staying with a friend who lives in a lovely rural village with a stream running out back. Although the climate change work never ends (alas, I brought my computer, didn't I?), I'm also reading on a lounge chair, celebrating Bastille Day, wearing fewer undergarments (ladies, you know what I mean!) and enjoying the water.
Happy summer, everyone. I'll be back in the fray next week, with lots to report on how we (and more and more others) are going after a biosphere-saving agreement in Paris in 2015.
p.s. For your summer reading, check out this article about a newish type of story called "cli fi."
Climate change has created a new literary genre