My walk to and from work is rather carefully choreographed in the summer. Particularly at the end of the workday or if I go home for lunch, I like to stick to the shade. The trouble is that the shade is not even on the street I walk on. It might be shady on one block, then brutally sunny and hot on the next. That’s inconvenient. So I end up sometimes alternating what side of the street I’m walking on, crossing it two or three times.
My little dance just got a little harder—one of the big trees got cut down a few weeks ago. It was a huge oak tree and, aside from the shade, it was one of my favorites. From the stump, it appears the inside was rotten, but I still regret that it’s not around anymore. It was a cool tree.
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