Something you can do for Orlando

“I’m afraid.” My friend texted me Sunday morning. “I want to be full of anger, but honestly, I’m more afraid than anything. I hope all your peeps are ok. Sending you love.” Then Instagram and Facebook and then the news and suddenly I was one of millions shocked, sad, confused and more scared than I had been before I fell asleep. The attack on the gay community of Pulse in Orlando was running through our country, making it’s way through us while we woke up. Then a little guilt. I’m one of millions feeling shocked and sad and angry and…

texas is too hot

The trees have given up. Really, it’s too hot. They’re over it. It’s seems like our grass here in Central Texas just won’t grow. The trees can’t take the heat. This branch from a cedar elm was shed in desperation, if trees can experience such a thing. Over 40 days with temperatures on or above 100˚F (40˚C). I have long since melted. I arrived home to find that over half of my family’s trees have died from oak wilt, and now branches are falling. That feels sad; it feels like something I want to complain about. Then I see something…