Ah, the drawn, sweltering days of summer. Fire season looms. Opine a pine, hark!Fire coaxes open coneBaby forest born

We’re halfway through my little project, and y’all, my brain is tired. June ended weird; I had a monumentally earth-shifting experience while someone in the family was actively passing away. It was so so odd being suspended in a beautiful bubble delirious on hope while everything else around me caught fire and fell apart. To…