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Grassroots Graton - Heather Granahan - May 2016


Grassroots Graton - Heather Granahan -  May 2016

by Heather Granahan

What News?

What is news in a small village that orbits outside a couple of bigger busier towns where you can go to the dentist and even buy underwear? What is news – anywhere? In our election-addled land, it seems only events over 6 on the Richter scale make it in past our borders and onto official news channels. I can only encourage you to explore other news sources – international sites show depth and detail you just don’t get on our media. Even NPR. Even, yes even KPFA. Imagine that. 

The other game-changer in news is that magical elixir – perspective. More on that later. Meanwhile, I personally value classic Graton news that unfolds thusly: First, one of our local treasures, Elizabeth Heron (published poet and Professor of the Arts and Humanities) sends the local Graton email group a poem about meeting the resident rooster on the local trail. This prompts a combination of raves for the poem and questions about where the rooster has been lately – did he succumb to the ever-yowling coyotes out there on the edges of town? Then a news flash – someone had seen a note that a parks employee has taken the rooster home and given him a secure roost, so walkers can stop carrying cracked grains in their pockets. See? Real news. Want more?

 You know that Mother

You may not have your own around the neighborhood these days, but y’all are here thanks to a mother. I am lucky to have a firecracker of one inspires me from only a town away. You may have women in your life that you celebrate for their mothering, or even one of those cool Mother of Millions plants (really, check em out). You may or may not do this on the assigned day. If not, feel free to do so on any ol day that inspires you. If you do, and blooms are involved, you can get some truly local blossoms from the Graton Community Club and skip the chemical-saturated underpaying flower industry part. (I know, I have an opinion about everything. Opinions are great). The Club will be selling Mother’s Day bouquets fresh from their gardens at the Clubhouse downtown, May 7th from 12-5 pm. Flower local!


So I’d be lying if I let you think all things were business as usual. I have some real news of my own. Yours truly has been walloped with a return of some scary big medical stuff – yeah, that one, the Big C that may be the scourge/teacher of our day. Again, perspective. I won’t lie, I am in a battle again, and this time I am making some big life changes (some I am excited about). I am not sure where this will lead me, and I am not sharing because I expect you to give a hooey or want to hear more about it in this space. You can let me know if you like. Just giving you a heads up that my perspective may change, and maybe more. While that unfolds, I will be out there determinedly playing whack-a-mole with this persistent visitor who needs to remember where the keys are and drive on outta here for good. And perspective – well, I am doing all I can to keep it from taking any extra years of mine with it. And meanwhile, perspective turns moments into eons, and roosters into poems.