During the recent heat waves, someone watching me walk around the block might think I had been drinking. I weave from one side of the street to another, 3 or 4 times in a single block. No, I haven't been drinking although a sangria would be nice. I'm desperately seeking shade during a hot day. Like many older subdivisions our neighborhood has lost some of the street trees that were planted 40 or 50 years ago. Now the sidewalks are a patchwork of no trees, little bitty trees, and lovely, full grown and full of leaves hardwoods. I plot my walk to spend as much time as possible under those grand trees.

Photo by Aaron Carlson