Leprechauns in India

Bella has had her first haircut. She looks older and more sophisticated with her baby locks trimmed and shaped. We spent the afternoon walking in the woods around the Audubon Society, seeing and touching trillium and salmonberry flowers, listening to thrush songs, watching newts glide through the pond, and examining fragile newly-unfurled maidenhair fern. “Let’s play like we’re leprechauns in India, and these are peacock feathers for our turbans.” Such is the global imagination of this American five-year-old. 

Bella’s other grandparents are Mexican-American and can see from their home on the US side of the border, the fence I discussed in my previous post. That fence has been erected to prevent people who look like Bella from entering the USA. The fence is now 1000 miles long, at a cost of at least a million dollars per mile. There is more information about it here. Words fail me.