Last week’s update couldn’t be due to big commotions in my life that forbade me from centering on this small project of mine. Therefore I will emit a double comunique, yet since I haven’t taken any notes, I recommend taking the climate & propaganda sections with a grain of salt. This is why, in part, I am going to try to compensate via providing a “personal touch”.
Last week started fresh and damp, with a great amount of cumulus clouds. The first days had nightly drizzles and some daily drizzles too, which I remember pretty well, since they caught me moving heavy objects and were a staple of my stay at the mortuary. Temperatures fluctuated between the aforementioned freshness and the subjugating heat rays of father Sun, typical for Andalusia. This pattern stabilized as the week advanced, disappearing the fresh hours, as well as most cloud cover.
This week started warm, but with some moments of truce, such as spontaneous wind and fresh nights. These oases have gone extinct, not to mention cloud cover, which has basically disappeared, the sky is now endless, and quite beautiful blue. In fact, I have a photo I took in Trebujena of the only cloud I saw in my 4 hour wait for the bus, which I will annex to this update.
The issue is talked about little, but this is partly because everyone seems to have internalized it, every one of us knows that it don’t rain enough, nobody really talks about it, and when it is talked about, it is often as if it were a natural phenomenon without cause, and, sometimes, ¡Without consequences! Some even have the gigantic cognitive dissonance as to say it doesn’t matter since they lived through the drought of 1993-1995 ¿If you lived 1995, you must know how bad it was, right? ¿Do you want to live it again? ¿Do you want the water cuts to come back?
Well, what I meant is that we should focus on mobilizing the people, not raising awareness. Our discourse should be: “We are going to do whatever to survive whether they want it or not”, not “Things will be tough”.
Some time ago, I discovered the antiquity of the Albarizas, white lands that trap water in them and that are sprinkled around the hills of Jerez. They have been there since the Pleistocene, they aren’t a consequence of irresponsible agricultural practices. The land is looking summerly, the chumberas (cacti) are starting to give fruit and the sunflowers are drying up, I really can’t wait to go on a gathering spree of what grows by the side of the roads. I did not check the levels of the reservoirs last week, so this is going to be considered a “double week”, with all the information loss it implies. We have only 402 days left in freefall, theoretically, enough to last until the rainy season.
The reservoirs, from 25.26% have lowered to 24.41%, the average of the past ten years was 63.53%.