It snowed here last week. Snow isn’t typical, nor is it frequent, here in the Sonoran Desert. However, it seems one aspect of climate change is that we have more extremes. The following morning, the temperature dipped to 27 degrees at our house—well below freezing....
In last week’s post, I mentioned that we had recently spent a few days in New Orleans. While I was there, I saw a number of signs in various locations. In addition to the one I pondered last week, I saw a sign painted on concrete that I shared on Instagram and this...
A couple weeks ago, Henry and I traveled to New Orleans for a few days of vacation. I hadn’t been there since a college band tour, and Henry had only driven through. We stayed in the French Quarter, enjoyed a lot of delicious local food, and explored the parts of town...
After writing last week’s post about the American Rent Is Due sign, I had some further realizations about the inequities Indigenous people still face in America, and I thought I would share one of them today. As a child growing up in Albuquerque, New Mexico, I...
Back in December, Henry and I took a trip to Zion National Park. I’ve shared some winter-wonderland-type photos of that trip on Instagram, but that’s not the focus of my post today. We drove home through the Navajo Nation and were struck and convicted by the sign...