My husband and I traveled to the Rocky Mountains
to see family and friends and to celebrate our 25th wedding
anniversary last summer. The experience
of being in the splendor of the mountains was refreshing and invigorating, yet
following the continental divide down from Montana, we also found a tragedy taking
place within this landscape. The pine
forests are stained red, dying from the inhabitation of the pine tree
beetle. Mountainsides of trees have been
infiltrated with beetles without the long periods of freezing temperatures
needed to stop their spread. The blight
caused by the beetles has contributed to the recent spread of fire there. Upon
reflection, I have found similarities between myself and these vulnerable trees
under invasion by the pine beetle, though my enemy goes by a different name.