It’s been cold and rainy here at the north end of Florida, so I needed some color in my life. Maybe you have snow or wind and you need some too. If so, this post is for you…
The leaves have been changing colors here in southern Virginia for the last few weeks and it’s been glorious to watch. Every day, another tree joins in the display, a quick change artist from green to more festive fall colors.
Humans are amazingly inventive when it comes to bridges, those wonderful constructions that enable us to get over obstructions, whether that obstruction is a river, a bay, or just a bunch of other roads. Which got me to thinking about bridges in life, because, well, it’s Sunday and I like to think about things like that on my Sunday walk.
This last week was another painful one if you live in the United States. 19 fourth-graders (10 and 11 years old) and 2 teachers shot in Uvalde, Texas. How this has happened YET AGAIN in America is what I can’t stop thinking about. It’s kept me up past midnight the last two nights, trying to understand how we got here and how we can stop the gun violence without falling into the trap of polemics or politics. I’m not sure we can at this point, with the post-shooting discussions taking wildly divergent paths, from banning AR-15 rifles to arming teachers….
I spent last weekend in eastern Arizona at a family reunion. The oldest of us in attendance were mid-80s, the “youngest” one just turned 60 last year. We were mostly first cousins and second cousins through our grandparents (Kempton, Colvin, and Gilliland), and most of us had met before but not often enough. After it was over, I got to thinking about the importance of family and of knowing your place in this world as you go through the stages of your life.