I just read this line in a book I'm reading: "You can't unring a bell."
Which rang a bell in my head. What's done cannot be undone. The trees I grieved over being cut are gone. A letter to the editor I wrote about the destruction of forest next to my land provoked a response from a professor with the Forestry Service. He rebutted my comments with a looong letter to the editor. (It was in the paper yesterday.)
But! I got an email asking if I wanted to write for the editorial page once a month about matters that concern me-- I'm thinking about it.
There's one small consolation, if it can be called that--I will never have to go through hearing and seeing that forest cut again. I won't live long enough to see it regrown into harvestable timber.
Also! I don't know if y'all remember I was in distress about the oil reserve storage project in the salt domes at Richton, Mississippi, 13 miles north of me. Well, that was stopped by legislation signed by GW Bush that said inasmuch as gas prices are so high, no more oil would be diverted into storage facilities, instead all oil supply coming into the US would be used for domestic consumption.
At least for now. As soon as the pressure is off and gas prices drop, I'm sure there will again be rumblings from the Dept. of Energy to use the salt domes for oil storage. Susil