A few years ago I wrote a blog piece on speciesism, a term now gaining currency. We see rotting fruit, such as the watermelon, and other items perhaps in a dumpster and are repelled. Yet, what we are seeing is the vibrant success of a large variety of species manifesting in different colors and outgassing different odors. What we see as death and decay for one species is the explosion of life for many others.
Very true. And stumbling across a rotting watermelon while forest bathing was aesthetically pleasing for this human. Not so for the watermelon, I fear, if our roles were reversed.
It does, indeed. A new design for fabrics?
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A few years ago I wrote a blog piece on speciesism, a term now gaining currency. We see rotting fruit, such as the watermelon, and other items perhaps in a dumpster and are repelled. Yet, what we are seeing is the vibrant success of a large variety of species manifesting in different colors and outgassing different odors. What we see as death and decay for one species is the explosion of life for many others.
Very true. And stumbling across a rotting watermelon while forest bathing was aesthetically pleasing for this human. Not so for the watermelon, I fear, if our roles were reversed.
Glad it wasn’t in my refrigerator!