It feels like a scene in a Chinese wuxia film, where two opposing martial arts warriors are about to combat in a chivalric fight, in an ethereal scenic setting. Tapi and I are looking at the trees shedding their bright yellow leaves over this green lawn. They were all coursing in one direction, until all of a sudden, in one long swoosh, the leaves came flying towards each other before diverging in all directions.

Today is the International Climate Action Day. There is no event in DC that is interesting enough to make us want to get up from this surreal setting and express desire or longing for anything. Not even the continuance of this miracle.