What on EARTH is going on?

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. I was going to duck out of this week's Writers Island prompt. But after reading all the depressing posts that have washed ashore, I thought that it was time to try to add a lighter touch to the subject.

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Today we are constantly bombarded with predictions of doom causing feelings of gloom. Global warming causing ‘natural’ disasters. Depletion of minerals, plundering of the seas, genetic engineering and the upsetting of the balance of nature.

What will become of us? How will our species survive? WHEN WILL BEER RUN OUT?

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Lighten up folks! We have so much on this earth to celebrate!

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No matter what we do, night follows day, sunshine follows rain and Mother Nature provides us with hops to brew our frothing ale.

Plant a seed, a flower WILL bloom. Hang out the washing and rain WILL fall. Forget the condom, a new life WILL be created.

Earth continues to take our breath away each time we encounter a new thing of beauty. From the forests of Africa to the Arabian deserts. From the Mountains of Tibet to Shepherd Neame’s brewery in Kent.

Mother Nature, Father Time, laughing children, sluggy slime ( on second thoughts, not one of earths better features)

OK, so I have had daffodils in flower for three weeks now – two months early. Lambs are frollicking and yeast is multiplying in readiness for my Summer Ale.

It should be deepest winter now, but it’s 50F outside and I haven’t seen snow for yonks. And the trees are already showing shoots of green, and I stand a good chance of getting a reasonable tan by spring. Is it our fault? Are we altering the balance of nature? Or is Earth simply moving with the times and giving us what we want.

Years ago I built a model plane. I spent ages sticking together little bits of balsa wood and paper. I lacquered it, painted it, and perfected it. It took me seven days. I took to a field and launched into the air. Within minutes it crashed to the ground and smashed into a thousand pieces. Some believe that God created Earth in seven days. Millions of years later it’s still here. I rest my case.