Sunday, June 15, 2014

Border Patrol

FernWood borders have been under threat of late.  Politely, but determinedly keeping track of the neighbors logging has kept Arne and I on our toes.  So now what was green and growing is red and ravaged... and all for a bit of toilet paper.  It's quiet again, mostly, and the birds are back.  That half a tree my "neighbor" owes me,  he can never repay it.  His karma may bite one day.  I still hold onto a wee small seed of hope that we will wake up from our Collective Confusion... equating value with money, looking with seeing and ownership with stewardship... before our Collective Karma has it's way.  Meantime, Arne and I remain happily on duty patrolling the oxygen farm.

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