Go Now

Go Now

Good Day Brave Hearts

It’s time to travel.  The world opens it’s doors to you as disease and viral pandemics are under control.  It’s time to adventure and to explore this vast world.  The many faces of the planet are yours to discover.  Which aptitude will you use?  Will you travel into the ancient world, or discover the delights of cuisine?  Is fashion your passion, or are you a marine?  The world has opened it’s doors again and travel you must.  Be it in your fine homeland, or travel abroad, it’s time to stretch your travel legs and enjoy the delights of adventure.

Here is ancient man, your war torn scars are still with us.  The history you speak is compelling.  Early man with rustic housing, fortifications to defend yourselves.  The walls of your cities offer breathtaking views and the magnificent effort to build and fortify are world class endeavours, nearly impossible to achieve.

The awakening of life after war and environmental disaster opens new travel destinations  The massive efforts to sooth the pain of hardship and repair the disastrous despair of loss.  Loss of loved ones, loss of property, loss of livelihood, loss of beauty.  The harsh defeat, the relief of winning, the negotiated peace.  As seemingly endless international clean up efforts continue to repair, restore, reclaim the land and  the people.  Restore the beauty of the place, restore the peace of the people, build again the dwellings, build again hope and happiness. The  disaster is over; not really.

The environmental effects linger on, in tainted water, infertile soil,  poor air quality and effects that contribute to illness and disease, after the danger is gone.  Plant your gardens to consume metals and  bacteria, drink your water to consume pollutants, breathe air to inhale dust and disease.  The rampant disaster is still with us, but it changes, mutates itself and lingers on.

The Covid virus locked us in our homes for three years.  A battle to control a virus that consumed the world.  It’s under control.  Like so many rampant diseases, the toll is more than it seems.  The lingering loss of employment, bankruptcy, financial failure, displacement and divorce.

But now the shining light of freedom, world exploration returns.  The welcome mat is outside and tourism returns to a bright and shiny world, full of fun and hope for a prosperous future.  The freedom to choose your next holiday destination, to put that trip on the bucket list.  Now is the time to go, if you can.  Go now, before the next war, the next virus, earthquake, fire or volcano.  Go before the ice cap melts or before the earth shuts its doors again.  The odd urgency to fulfill that dream of adventure before it’s too late.  Before you’re old, tired and decrepit.  Go before your bank account runs out.

10 SINKING CITIES That Might Be Underwater Soon…. – YouTube

And if you’re forced to remain inside the safety and security of your own place, rejoice!   This is a place of your own, filled with memories of the life you made for yourself, the joy of your home, the joy of your people.  The tireless work put into that space.  Recount the good old days, when life was easy and plans were made and fulfilled.  Since the turmoil of natural disaster can change your life in a moment, go now.  Or rest easy in comfort.  There’s no place like home.

 

Written by Dr. Louise Hayes

April 19, 2026

From Hibernation

Hail Brave Hearts

The sleepy winter fades with the melting snow.  Snug bugs and amphibians stir beneath the thawing soil.  The deep freeze is vanishing as warm winds blow and temperatures rise.  The freeze and thaw of this years winter has kept us alert to weather changes.  Plunging minuses to optimistic pluses have been a earmark of this winters climatic fluctuations.  Snow, thaw, snow, thaw, ice.  On it goes, to April snowstorms and nesting birds, freeze, melt, but they sing anyway and herald in the new spring.

Slowly the ground wakes up and tiny hibernating creatures emerge from the soil.  Ponds start to live again and sap runs in the trees.  Our own stock of gifts from the natural bounty is nearly diminished.  That last spoonful of jam has melted into the toast and the yummy, sugary fruit of last year is now devoured.  Time for something new.

A huff of breath sounds in the wild as an awakening giant opens his eyes.  Spring.  The last of the belly fat, stored for winters long nap, has finally been absorbed.  Thin and hungry and very large, but alive again, the sleepy beast puts a nose out.  Is it cold out there?  Hmmm.  Thinking, thinking, what to do.  How hungry?  But the sun is shining, it feels OK, it will get warmer and there must be bugs somewhere.

The lumbering old beast sniffs the ground, but not far from home.  It’s not time to venture far yet, just enough for a public appearance, a photo shoot, a pose to show off the massive hulk of this animal, an announcement of this years fame and fortune to some.  A feat of his own development, as this aged animal reappears again to fight and bully and dominate his world.  Smiling at us, we smile back at him and dub him  “The Boss”

‘The Al Capone of Banff National Park’: veteran grizzly bear ‘The Boss’ still on top

He vanishes back to his home.  The warm hollow of his den keeps him safe and warm until he’s able to find enough food to keep him warm during nights of minus temperatures.   Then he can wander and show off.

His area is a protected land, but his life is wild and free.  He roams where he will and survives as his species adaptation allows.

Soon the spring meadows will awaken with flowers.  Bees will rise from winters’ sleep to swarm the fields for pollen and nectar.   Honey in the honey pot, from natures garden of different species of wild flowers.  Dandelion, fireweed, wildflower mix, the commonplace clover are sweet and bountiful, providing a source of nutrition for the beasts of the great wild and for us.  We need this too.  The sweet treat of wild honey, the beauty of the spring garden.  The world awakens to new nutritional value for us and the food supply increases with fresh harvest.

Soon we will plant our seeds and find our recipes for jam and pie.  Replenish the larder.  That last spoonful of jam, a decadent delight will soon make way for this years treasures.  Labours of love, the finest that we can eat, from the wild to your table, farm to table or your garden to table.

Spring is in the air, the treats are near

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

April 12.2026