Like Outgassing Carpet and Formaldehyde

Again, betrayed is how I felt. Mania for a neighborhood of green lawns in summer was ruining my summer. That lawn was making me buy gasoline I didn’t have money for. That gas wasn’t getting me to work to make me money, nor was it getting me out to Royal Oak to The Gap outlet for cheap clothes, nor to Ann Arbor the closest college town with good books and eats, nor to any oddball Michigan town to conduct research for our project (more on that in the future).

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I don’t wanna a holiday in the sun...Summer in Clarkston, Michigan

Clarkston, Michigan was a mostly middle class and upper middle class suburb. Jared and I were by no means either. Our privilege was whiteness, if that, because our whiteness was at least partly shadowed by our shabbiness and what might be called “artiness”, “bohemian air” or “punkishness”, and likely all three.

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Listening to Anarchy in the UK by the Sex Pistols reminds me of Detroit

I gotta dig up our photographs from Detroit. G/d, we were so young. Poor and getting into debt. Working in Detroit. We were renting a house in Clarkston, Michigan from a minister and her family who also ran a casual southern food cafe. Her husband was a cop. They had two sweet, well behaved, and good looking kids, a son and daughter. We would drop by the restaurant for spicy chicken and coconut pie and dine with the husband and kids while she cooked.

There are so many more things to say about this…like I said I gotta get those photos, but I also gotta meet a friend for dinner.

Later.

Solstice

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The Solstice is here. The start of summer and all that will come. Yesterday, I watched a tiny Appalachian Azure butterfly oviposit on this Black Cohosh (Actaea racemosa) in a place we call the Little Woods. Appalachian Azure caterpillars eat only the flower buds of Blach Cohosh.

Six years ago the yet-to-be-named Little Woods had a beautiful canopy of Black Birch and Tuliptree and crooked Box Elders. The understory was non-native periwinkle. We looked closely and found Solomon's Seal, then Indian Pipe, then... Today, that canopy remains. Thanks to our deer fence and caretaking, the understory is thriving and hosting wildlife like the Appalachian Azure.

Here's the potential of people to caretake and partake. Tend and mend. Here's to summer and the potential in a tiny butterfly egg.