Carbon fireflies floating upward into the clear night sky. Stacks of empty aged aerosol cans at my feet . Finger numb from the press of plastic valves. With hopeful anticipation a glance at the thermometer on the garage wall.
[13 BELOW ]
The mocking squeak of snow underfoot as I retreat indoors.
Damn!!
Failure at Global Warming again.
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