Yes, I'm convinced he could see atmosphere and climate in ways few humans ever have, due to his life story and the work he did, not only studying local atmospheres, but designing one of the key instruments for that work, and calibrating it in the field to accord with the particularities of landscapes. During various monitoring "campaigns," which involved instrumented aircraft, weather balloons, and all kinds of field work, they would also rent the highest room in town, with windows all around, so they could keep constant visual awareness of the how the air moved. Like a biologist who spends their life understanding a single animal, he knew the meteorology in that region.
Thank you for sharing this sad news. I was not familiar with Millan until I started reading your work a few months ago. I am going to spend a nice chunk of time with his ideas now - I am fascinated with the way modern landscapes were created by past land use (misuse). I am also spending time again with James Lovelock’s work, another great systems thinker who passed away recently.
"There are men who fight one day and are good. There are others who fight one year and are better. There are those who fight many years and are very good. But there are those who fight their entire lives: those are the indispensable ones." ― Bertolt Brecht
His fight will last for more than a lifetime but here we are to build the "living climate movement"
Thank you Rob for this beautiful tribute - I am so glad you got to know Millan Millan, even if only by email... I had only known about him when Judith Schwartz mentioned him in her book 'Water in Plain Sight', but thanks to your 3 articles I felt I got to know him a as human being as well as a living earth, living climate scientist.
oh wow, i didnt know about this. So sad.... his pioneering and trail blazing spirit was evident when I was lucky enough to converse with him...
Yes, I'm convinced he could see atmosphere and climate in ways few humans ever have, due to his life story and the work he did, not only studying local atmospheres, but designing one of the key instruments for that work, and calibrating it in the field to accord with the particularities of landscapes. During various monitoring "campaigns," which involved instrumented aircraft, weather balloons, and all kinds of field work, they would also rent the highest room in town, with windows all around, so they could keep constant visual awareness of the how the air moved. Like a biologist who spends their life understanding a single animal, he knew the meteorology in that region.
Really really blessed with our (way too short) interview with him!
Thank you for sharing this sad news. I was not familiar with Millan until I started reading your work a few months ago. I am going to spend a nice chunk of time with his ideas now - I am fascinated with the way modern landscapes were created by past land use (misuse). I am also spending time again with James Lovelock’s work, another great systems thinker who passed away recently.
Lovely poem tribute to Millan Millan. His passing is a sad loss for Humanity, but maybe his words will now be heard.
"There are men who fight one day and are good. There are others who fight one year and are better. There are those who fight many years and are very good. But there are those who fight their entire lives: those are the indispensable ones." ― Bertolt Brecht
His fight will last for more than a lifetime but here we are to build the "living climate movement"
Thanks for this Diego, here we are, indeed!!!
That was an excellent poem and article, thank you.
Rob- Thank you so much bringing Millan Millan to your readers. You have written beautifully about him, and this post and poem continue that beauty. 🙏
Thank you Rob for this beautiful tribute - I am so glad you got to know Millan Millan, even if only by email... I had only known about him when Judith Schwartz mentioned him in her book 'Water in Plain Sight', but thanks to your 3 articles I felt I got to know him a as human being as well as a living earth, living climate scientist.
Such a loss. I'm feeling it every day, and I never met him.
Thanks, Didi. Yeah, it's like we're on our own now.
The undergrowth of the old growth forest.