Not having the chance to go to Japan this summer, the tsunami, nuclear meltdown, evacuation, and all the persistent recovery feels otherworldly. Generally it feels like I am learning about it as if listening through a thick pillow of distance and inconsistent information.
My friend Selena has been busy with JEARS and other groups helping needy and abandoned animals in the evacuation zone of Fukushima - updates along the way on her blog. A few lira, yen, or dollars to the cause I'm sure are appreciated.
In the absence of the all the people and pets now in the exclusion zone, I wonder how the wild and feral animals are doing? Experiences like Chernobyl suggest new possibilities for life exist given the unexpected spaces a disaster creates... when given the space