Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Taking Spring

At the morning table with coffee, I was a bit taken by the sudden appearance of a green tree among the gray. When did this happen? 

A basswood, apparently young, but one never knows as trees will linger under the shadow of larger trees for years.

It looks to be algae growing over lichens only on the north-northeast side of the tree. That it is only this tree is surprising. There are plenty of trees with this exposure, many also slim and lack vigor.

Of course, there are other greens on trees. Like these mosses at the base of a nearby white oak, Quercus alba.


Although only forty something, the breezes were a moist balm. Rain was on the way, the first rain of spring, and likely the first since October. I lingered outside wearing only a sweater. Toms pace the slough casting their garbled opinions. A red squirrel spits its rattling chastisement. Trilling robins blaze high limbs. The dimly lit woods is colored by sound. The animals take spring sooner than we do.

Monday, March 30, 2015

Day at a Time

Missing Rex, his ability to structure the relative import of projects, things, and to take time to tell stories. Home ownership can be overwhelming, at times. It was easier, in some ways, when this house was his and I fixed things only on his list. My list is often way too long, sometimes obsessive and aesthetically driven, and usually dissuaded by finance. One day at a time...

Friday, March 27, 2015

An Inconvenient Truth

To a food corporation, the deep, four-year long California drought is just a supply issue. Do they not want the customer to feel bad or resent them for not supplying us with lettuce? They reduce it to an "inconvenience," but it's so much more than that.

I don't think WF should downplay this serious, exceptional drought in a region that supplies a huge amount of our nation's produce as "a weather issue." The biggest brand name in food responsibility ought to be an educator. I think we're all brave enough to buy our vegetables and think about drought, to consider what it takes to feed us all so well, don't you?

Are you, grocer, brave enough?