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Currently in NYC — March 22nd, 2023

The weather, currently.

Mostly cloudy but mild

We’ve got another nice day coming up for Wednesday. Temperatures will be very similar to where they were today with a high around 60°F. There won’t be quite as much sunshine though, so it may feel a bit cooler to you. These mild days add up to one of my least favorite words… pollen. Seasonal allergies play a boxing match with my sinuses so I’m preparing for Wednesday’s moderate level of tree pollen. It’s a good time to stash some tissues in your bag. Enjoy the dry and mild day because we have some consecutive days of showers ahead.

Bike Forecast:

10 out of 10
Stacy Blundell

What you need to know, currently.

After reading the IPCC report yesterday, I wanted to shake the immense climate anxiety I felt and welcome Astronomical Spring—and its promises of renewal, hope, growth, and sunshine—properly.

So, I mustered up the energy to carve out a couple of new Spring rituals: I went on a hour-long walk without my phone, cleaned my house, and picked the daisy weeds from my front lawn to dry and preserve. I also read a few poems that reminded me of the joyful, courageous resilience that Spring embodies—an attribute I hope to carry with me, particularly amid bouts of climate worry and anxiety.

Here’s one of my favorites:

“Instructions on Not Giving Up” by Ada Limón

More than the fuchsia funnels breaking out
of the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor’s
almost obscene display of cherry limbs shoving
their cotton candy-colored blossoms to the slate
sky of Spring rains, it’s the greening of the trees
that really gets to me. When all the shock of white
and taffy, the world’s baubles and trinkets, leave
the pavement strewn with the confetti of aftermath,
the leaves come. Patient, plodding, a green skin
growing over whatever winter did to us, a return
to the strange idea of continuous living despite
the mess of us, the hurt, the empty. Fine then,
I’ll take it, the tree seems to say, a new slick leaf
unfurling like a fist to an open palm, I’ll take it all.

🌱 Wishing everyone a bright and happy Spring season! 🌸

—Aarohi Sheth

What you can do, currently.