I lived through the 1970s in Alaska where volcanoes do erupt with steady frequency and the roaring majesty of an angry planet is felt at close range. In proximity to my Alaskan homes, I can recall four volcanoes coming erupting; a reminder that the Earth is a living thing and we are passing through it.
With that in mind, I am reflecting on the natural drama of the Eyjafjallajokull volcano erupting in Iceland grounding all European air traffic.
I wondered if the story could take on a much larger and transformative arc. Historically, the magma chambers between the erupting volcano and the more fearsome Katla 12 miles east have acted in tandem with one a harbinger of the eruption of the other. Should Katla subsequently explode, not only would European air travel be disrupted, but travel throughout the world transformed by it. Should the event last months it could have an impetus to spur alternative transportation and help wean the world off air travel by necessity. The Saga-like irony that Iceland should be the center of this distruption and potential transformation seems poetic. It is a small place that has given the world a lot to consider recently.
The East End In The Afternoon - There is little traffic on the road, children are at play, housewives linger in doorways, old men doze outside the library and, in the distance, a rag and ...
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