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Our Capital by Ellen Moyer

Oh the things you can see!

In the cathedral of the forests, the mysteries and magic of Mother Nature come alive.  Through the soaring pillars of trees, rising in arching canopies, streams of sunlight reflect on the forest floor. In cathedrals of nature and of faith, we are awed in the presence of harmony.

Annapolis is a good place to start

I can still hear my mom’s voice: Go outside and play, but be back for dinner. The street where I grew up was surrounded by woods. A dirt trail — a remnant of a 10-mile, horse-drawn, streetcar track — cut through the woods and gave me hours of outdoor magical fun. I was a free-range kid. Chances are if you are over 50, you were too. If you’re under 50, you’ve likely been deprived of free range-spaces. Population has tripled. Eighty percent of us now live in urban areas.

The Parking Garden at Little Gotts Court in Annapolis is soaking up stormwater runoff and getting it back into the ground

It rained and it rained. Three inches, five inches, nine inches, 13 inches of new water fell on Annapolis. City Dock was underwater. Compromise Street was flooded. The low places in Eastport on Second Street and Chester Avenue and in West Annapolis on King George Street were flooded. Roads with the least bit of incline were sluiceways for water. Overloaded storm drains seeking new outlets made missiles of manhole covers. On September 30, 2010, a mini-Isabel was flooding Annapolis.

Walk with me for our grandchildren’s sake

Maybe it is just my age, but every summer in Annapolis seems to be getting hotter, humidity thicker. Satellite technology tells us that carbon, a greenhouse gas, is increasing in the atmosphere and that the whole world is heating up. The world’s natural thermometer, ice, agrees. Ice asks no questions, has no political ideology and no agenda. It just melts. The Arctic icecap is shrinking. The Antarctic ice cap is thinning. Glaciers in the world’s mountains are disappearing.