Warm Welcome
The smell of fresh bread— baked by sunrise in a retrofit kitchenette rewired and electrified, would by any other taste sense as rose-sweet, in a sweaty Summer, Swampland Washington, DC years from the first major climate legislation with which we got cooking, like induction ovens, and helped the neighbors get a heat pump and helped the community get a clean jump and built a rooftop rain garden on the library and inhaled the scent of sedge and milkweed and helped the school get paid for going solar and added more good to the grid closer to places once neglected and underserved first and foremost feeding the power-starved and come sunset, power comes from a breeze and when no wind, we have networks of batteries and when communities and identities intersect both-and, both the good and the gain collect, would, by any other word for it… what? swell? what's the question— what's in a smell? it's the feeling of a future built by care: welcome to the clean energy era–
— Adam Powers