My city is burning. It makes my heart ache for the business owners who were already struggling, and of course for the people of color who have felt they are not safe just walking down the street. My daughter came home from her apartment in the city to get away from the violence, where last night people stride down the street yelling, including a man with a gun over his shoulder, and protestors were standing on her front lawn.
That said, we are safe out here in the suburbs, 10 miles away, and tonight we walked in our safe neighborhood. I took pictures of flowers and trees.
Peace.
