Going beyond my walls, I end up in an unfamiliar neighborhood where windows are open on this 117 degree Phoenix day. Open windows in this summer heat is surely a telltale sign that the only air circulating in these homes is from the outside. No AC – no such luxury –
And as my compassion builds, I see the watchful neighbor, in all its Glory, anchoring the corner and accepting the sun’s heat on its front. This neighborhood became noticeably cooler, in more ways than one.