The nation has really outdone itself. We’ve regressed to such an infantile state that we can’t manage our own public safety (or even discourse) any more. I hope and expect that the last horrific mass murder will finally bring about some good and permanent change for our society.
These are two images I find comforting that I’d like to share with you, appropos of nothing, other than to provide amusing distractions:
In December 2010, it was comforting to see this switch-plate on the wall during a stressful situation. Our eleven-year old son was undergoing an emergency procedure for his front tooth, which had been knocked out while we were traveling. When my husband, who’d been in a pretty wretched mood, saw the switch-plate on the wall of the exam/operating room we were in, and commented that Barney was apparently happy to see us all*, I knew EVERYTHING WAS GONNA BE OKAY. (*The exact quote, I believe, was, “Barney’s got a stiffy.” Also, our son’s tooth could not be saved, but they built him a nice new one, almost a work of art. And as we know, it’s most important to save the KID, not the tooth. Also, BTW, if you lose a tooth, put it in milk and get thee to an emergency dental office. If it’s whole and intact, they might be able to “re-implant” it in the deserving mouth. If it’s a partial tooth, it’s not likely to be salvaged much as anything beyond a bizarre pendant!)
This tree is on the Shenipsit (blue) trail near my house in CT. An eye pattern was inherent in the bark, and every time I walked by the tree, I wanted to draw on it. So I did. Below the “eye”, I added a Spanish phrase I used to repeat a lot in high school. It means “be polite”.