You can see what I’m doing here. I’m trying to grasp at normal, mundane homey things, to keep the ugly big picture on my daily screen at bay. It’s a form of retreat, insulation from the scary clown circus clamoring just outside. I’m not alone in this pursuit, I’m sure. I think we’re all trying to reassure ourselves and each other that some sense of sanity and normalcy can still exist.
This can be both a good and bad thing. I think that in the 20th century, the same phenomenon occurred when people tried to insulate themselves in denial from the horror taking place all around them, enabling it to build momentum. They retreated into their false security, hoping it would just fizzle out of its own accord. We see how that worked out.
On the other hand, there is just so much bad news overload you can take, before you can’t function effectively any more. Paranoia and fear paralyze you. You lose all confidence and trust in anything. It’s the end of the world as we know it. People revert back to cowering in proverbial caves, which is a self-fulfilling prophecy. Two steps forward and ten steps back.
I’m just one small person, on the way out, but not done yet. Maybe I can’t be a courageous social justice reformer, but I can still raise a finger at these cowards making a mockery of democratic values. I can refuse to dignify their insanity, simply by choosing life, not defeat. I may not be able to save thousands of people, but maybe someone out there will be encouraged by my persistence to not give up. The setbacks to our progress are very real, but humans are stubborn and resilient.
In the spirit of the mundane, then, here are some (almost normal) recent wildlife sightings, courtesy of local herping and wildflower groups…