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Scene(s) around the house and vicinity. . . This week is our summer preview before the clouds descend (until July 5), which means leaves and blooms are exploding open. The small forest of brackens in front is coming along nicely. Our local garden is experimenting with providing new housing opportunities for small critters—artfully designed, no less. Shelter for all.

#NationalPetDay . . . Please, some of us are merely household staff. 👑🐯

Today’s walk was a study in the out-of-place: a private property sign twenty feet high on a fir tree in the (very public) park; a hunk of fallen tree cut to a manageable size that somehow landed in the middle of a dry creek bed. Both objects appear as if from the past, suddenly here now.

To my friends and colleagues heading (back) to the classroom to teach, this is for you.

Closing out #WorldWaterDay with a final reflection. . . What water means to me as we face a world of uncertainty. Amidst desertification (geographical, metaphorical) we must be fluid in our approaches to preserving and furthering life. Water is essential for life, for traditions, for making life in the most precarious places. Water and faith both move mountains. 💦🏔

You have likely heard it said how important it is to conserve water. And this is true. But did you also know that roughly 80% of our water systems are channeled to agro and commercial industries?

Recently I noticed that i fill up our electric kettle 3-4 times each morning, for coffee, for tea, for general consumption. That means 3-4 litres, just like that, without a thought. That doesn’t include rinsing dishes or containers for recycling. It doesn’t even conceive of the water needed to grow grain for my cereal, or beans for coffee.

I know next to nothing about gardening but I do enjoy yardwork. The goal: encouraging local plant species, feeding local fauna (yes, even pesky eastern grey squirrels), and killing a fair bit of grass. No pesticides. No chemicals. Loads of weeding. This will be our second spring with the yard, which we are still learning and always surprises us. Never knew how stubborn primroses could be. .

Beer. Wine. Cider. Rainbow.

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