Monbiot.com » Skating on Thin Ice

I have spent the last two evenings skating. Last night we laid lanterns out across the ice and swooped and swung and fell flat on our faces on this silent lake in mid-Wales, for hours by moonlight. I should have been in bed - I have a chest infection and a cold - but I wouldn’t have missed it for anything.

For the exhilaration of this primal game was shaded with sadness: all of us knew that this time might be our last. It is many winters since most of the lakes in England and Wales have frozen hard enough to support a skating party; with every year the chances of another one recede.
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The thought that I might never skate outdoors again feels like a bereavement. I pray for another cold snap, even though I know it will bring all the nincompoops in Britain out of their holes, yapping about a new ice age.

Canadian right blogs rejoice in snowy winter :: The Hook

Now is the winter of their discontent made glorious summer by one damn snowfall after another. For reasons unknown, Canada’s right-wing blogs rejoice in the current cold, snowy weather as a refutation of global warming.
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No doubt the top right-blog warming skeptic is small dead animals, where sarcasm is not only the weapon of choice but an art form.