My week of “Global Weirding”…

…and Mt. Shasta again refuses me a decent photo

On a beautiful fall day late last week, I set out from my home in Western Montana on a two-day drive to California. As I drove through the mountains out of Montana through northern Idaho, I was delighted by the colors and textures that were proudly on display: the bright yellow of larch trees, the red and gold of cottonwoods along the Clark Fork and St.…