here in victoria, australia, over 30 people have been killed in the horrific bushfires during our hottest day on record- 46 degrees celsius, nearly 48 degrees in other towns to the north.
that's halfway towards boiling point.
terrified families have fled their homes, others who tried to defend their precious land and way of life have been destroyed in the path of the fires.
it's horrifying to think of, and it makes me feel so sad for all who are affected by this.
thankfully i don't live close to any of the affected areas, so my family is safe, but others aren't so lucky.
i was thinking today how people are always worrying about the country being flooded by melted ice caps, due to global warming, etc. and it seems so unlikely now, when our who country appears to be going up in flames.
just yesterday, on the "black saturday" in question - that title was given to the day by a local newspaper, i think - i walked to a park/playground near my house with a friend of my mum's. our pet whippet had jumped the fence yet again while i was at work, so the friend was helping me to look for her. last time she escaped, she went to the park, so we went there first. and this was around 8.30pm, maybe. the sun hadn't set yet, but the air was still thick with smoke from the distant bushfires.
walking through the long, dead grass, i noticed something a few metres to my left; a small, black and white, furry body. the heat of that day was so extreme, a poor little kitten had died from it.
if i'd had any plastic bags i would have taken the poor creature away, saved him or her from possible ridicule by the local dropkicks (idiots). but i couldn't.
if you read this, even if you're not in australia, please make sure you take care of your pets, whether its winter or summer. that kitten didn't deserve to die, and it probably could have been helped by someone having a water dish on their front steps, or by the owner who didn't try to keep it in the yard.
i've lived in this country my whole life, and it's still hard to comprehend how it can be so hot here.
something to do with the ozone layer, i think.
and i've never wanted to leave more than i do now.
i can't wait to escape this sandpit of a country and go somewhere cold forever.
i'm thinking of writing a poem about Black Saturday, so keep an eye out for it.
