‘When Beavers Stop Biting Trees’

Lynn Lockhart Wonders at Negro Decline: 7/11/25

I have spent five days under these heretic Pittsburgh skies, watching the atmospheric etch-a-sketch with some passive admiration. Daily, yesterdays’ weather forecast is reversed, then today’s is amended on the hour, clear skies turning to ominous rain, each new prophecy erasing the memory of the previous expectation as though never posited. The digital …