Other people’s words about … air quality
It was terribly hot that summer. Mr Robertson left town, and for a long while the river seemed dead. Just a dead brown snake of a thing lying flat through the centre of town, dirty yellow foam collecting at its edge. Strangers driving by on the turnpike rolled up their windows at the gagging, sulphurous smell and wondered how anyone could live with that stench coming from the river and the mill. But the people who lived in Shirley Falls were used to it, and even in the awful heat it was only noticeable when you first woke up; no, they didn’t particularly mind the smell.
from ‘Amy & Isabelle‘
by Elizabeth Strout
Recently, after several members of staff in one of my workplaces became sick over the course of consecutive shifts, the part of the building in which we work was shut down, due to what has been deemed an ongoing air quality issue.
That particular office is on the upper floor of a fully air-conditioned building: one of those buildings where you can’t open a window even if you want to. I have always struggled with this: I believe, right down to my core, that breathing temperature-controlled, recycled air will never, ever be equal to breathing air that drifts in through an open window. I continue to believe this even though the air outside the windows in that building is itself compromised by petrol, diesel and exhaust fumes from the nearby main road.
To me, the most pernicious aspect of all of this is the habituation. Like the residents of Shirley Falls in the quote above, when my colleagues and I first walk into work at the beginning of a shift, we notice things in the air that we stop noticing after we’ve been at work for a while. Like them, we don’t particularly mind the smell of our workplace. Or not consciously, anyway.
I balance this with escaping on my days off. I took the photos that accompany today’s post (of vanilla lilies, grass trees, acacias and boobiallas all newly in bloom) on a walk I took recently through the bush, another of my wanders out and about.
When I am walking outdoors, at least, the air I breathe always seems sweet.
3 thoughts on “The air that you breathe”
Indoor air quality is a real issue in modern buildings. Stuff your office/cubicle with plants that clean the air like Sansevieria, Pothos, Spathiphyllum, Dracaena and Spider Plant. They’ll remove toxins 24/7.
And of course, get outside as much as you can! I’m coming into the time of year where we have to close our windows and it is always a bummer to me. I LOVE open windows, lots of fresh air and listening to the crickets and owls at night and rising to birdsong. Sigh, six months a year is not enough.
I’m glad to see the lovely things blooming around you. Happy Spring!
Thanks Eliza 🙂