We can't stand back. We have to speak out. What seems to be happening
just can't happen in our country.
I was very involved in Minnesota with refugees, first the Hmong who came from Vietnam in the 80s when I taught them English at night, helped them fill out forms, set up bank accounts, apply for jobs, and anything else to help them understand the confusing culture they found themselves in. In the early 2000s it was the Somali families sponsored by my church and town where I participated in the same kind of assistance.
Then, for the most part, the families were welcome. My heart goes out to those recent arrivals who will face the climate of America today where "foreigners" are suspicious, unwelcome, feared, even hated. My grandsons go to school with little Muslim second graders and up until now a little girl in a headscarf was just another second grader to them. The policies of the present government will only divide us, stir up more hatred toward America, and increase incidents of terrorism. Ack.
This morning we did what we always do when the things get too heavy -- walked the beach. We were rewarded with sunshine and a pod of dolphins that swam with us, parallel to the beach, breaching so we could see their grace.
And then when we got home, a Baltimore oriole appeared at our feeder, and this:
The first blossom ever on our lemon tree!
The lime tree is also covered with buds.
(They have both been moved into the sunroom as we have had some cold weather.)