





All of this is in our care.
All of this is in our care.
You send your heartbeat 100 feet. Water sloshes from pails. You smile, your gaze steady, encouraging. I pull out tiny English hawthorn, ferret out fast-growing black locust hiding in the shade of towering cottonwoods, dig a horse chestnut on the verge of adolescence. We bear the heat and sun for the good of our first native plantings. There is refuge in the shade and in being with you.
It has been hot, hot for people, hot for salmon, and hot for trees establishing their roots in new homes.
I’m so glad you are with us, little Doug fir. It is such an honor to care for you through this blistering hot heat. I love you.