The simple fact is that there is a limited amount of water on the planet, and we cannot afford to be negligent in its use. We cannot keep treating it as if it will never run out.
Like winds and sunsets, wild things were taken for granted until progress began to do away with them
In a fragile environment, we need to be aware of ourselves as members of a uniquely powerful species living among other species who are quite as interesting as we are but vulnerable to us because we are cleverer in more destructive ways.
Nature's message is clear: we can't keep doing what we're doing now.
What other species now require of us is our attention. Otherwise, we are entering a narrative of disappearing intelligences.
If we want foxes, to observe and delight in, we must have hunting.
The whole of nature cries out at our mistreatment of her. If the planet were a patient, we would have treated her long ago.
What we most need to do is to hear within us the sound of the Earth crying.
