The breeze is cool to my legs. I prefer wearing shorts until it snows. Our deck sits in the shadows of the oak-lined creek and the sun won't grace it with warmth until 9:00 a.m. It's only 7. Thin clouds decorate the sky: it will be a beautiful day here. But not everywhere. In the … Continue reading The story that isn’t finished.
As I write this Hurricane Irma is barreling toward Florida, having devastated the Leeward Islands and a good bit of the Caribbean. India is still experiencing flooding, having lost well over 600 souls at this time. Fires ravage in the West, and an 8.1 earthquake hit my beloved southern Mexico. And then there is Houston. … Continue reading Irma, Harvey and stress