Inconsequentialities

Seems as though politics have superceded religion as Great Divider among us. I thought it would be pleasant to spend a little time mulling over the small things that appear each day and make the texture of our lives.

This morning it is raining. First rain I've seen since May. Yesterday I watched an old adobe house - probably 140 years old - being bulldozed to a pile of dry mud and splintered timber. "If it rains before they clear it up, this site will be a morass," my friend said. I hate to see the old adobes go. I live in one myself, but the new house that is planned for that site looks fairly good in plan phase. One can hope.