Dewey Havaschott is a brooder, concerned about others and the world around him. Lost in thought on a recent bicycle ride, Dewey found himself in a quaint, tiny village he’d never known existed. He parked his bike to take a stroll through the village when, “Psst…Hey Bub. Got a minute?”
A decrepit, craggy figure beckoned him from a dank, gloomy alleyway. “I know what you’re fretting about,” the old hag hissed. “It’s no use you know. Don’t be a chump wasting your time on hopeless causes,” Dee Spair cackled as she vanished back into the gloom.
“What was that all about?” Dewey wondered. He continued down the lane and stopped in front of a small café. The bell above the door tinkled and a sumptuous aroma greeted him as he walked in. “Welcome! We’ve been expecting you,” the matronly hostess smiled and gestured toward a cozy corner table where a young couple was already seated.
“But how…?” Dewey began. “Oh, we know who you are,” Stella Thyme smiled inviting him to sit. “You’re not too different than millions of others overwhelmed by news of pollution, habitat loss, species extinctions and climate disruption. I imagine that old hag, Dee Spair, tried to convince you it’s too late, that we’re all doomed.” Dewey nodded in agreement as the matron served a most delightful-smelling bowlful of goodness.
“There’s no deny it; we face a boatload of environmental challenges,” Nick Of-Thyme added. “We’re here to tell you it’s absolutely not too late to remedy them. Our Mother Earth is a resilient old gal,” he said with a wink at the matron. But we need to act NOW. Our situation reminds me of the old joke about the guy who goes to the doctor with an ear ache. He tells the doc that it only hurts when he sticks a pencil in his ear. ‘Stop doing that!’ she practically screams. Likewise, WE need to ‘Stop doing that!’ It’s time to STOP burning fossil fuels, spreading PFAS (forever chemicals), and the shortsighted use of natural resources. Each of us, along with the government and businesses, needs to do our part. Then Mother Earth can and will revive,” Nick concluded.
As the door swung closed behind him, Dewey noticed the sign and smiled – Mom Earth’s Café. “No wonder I felt so welcome,” he smiled, “this is where we’re all forever… Earthbound.”
A decrepit, craggy figure beckoned him from a dank, gloomy alleyway. “I know what you’re fretting about,” the old hag hissed. “It’s no use you know. Don’t be a chump wasting your time on hopeless causes,” Dee Spair cackled as she vanished back into the gloom.
“What was that all about?” Dewey wondered. He continued down the lane and stopped in front of a small café. The bell above the door tinkled and a sumptuous aroma greeted him as he walked in. “Welcome! We’ve been expecting you,” the matronly hostess smiled and gestured toward a cozy corner table where a young couple was already seated.
“But how…?” Dewey began. “Oh, we know who you are,” Stella Thyme smiled inviting him to sit. “You’re not too different than millions of others overwhelmed by news of pollution, habitat loss, species extinctions and climate disruption. I imagine that old hag, Dee Spair, tried to convince you it’s too late, that we’re all doomed.” Dewey nodded in agreement as the matron served a most delightful-smelling bowlful of goodness.
“There’s no deny it; we face a boatload of environmental challenges,” Nick Of-Thyme added. “We’re here to tell you it’s absolutely not too late to remedy them. Our Mother Earth is a resilient old gal,” he said with a wink at the matron. But we need to act NOW. Our situation reminds me of the old joke about the guy who goes to the doctor with an ear ache. He tells the doc that it only hurts when he sticks a pencil in his ear. ‘Stop doing that!’ she practically screams. Likewise, WE need to ‘Stop doing that!’ It’s time to STOP burning fossil fuels, spreading PFAS (forever chemicals), and the shortsighted use of natural resources. Each of us, along with the government and businesses, needs to do our part. Then Mother Earth can and will revive,” Nick concluded.
As the door swung closed behind him, Dewey noticed the sign and smiled – Mom Earth’s Café. “No wonder I felt so welcome,” he smiled, “this is where we’re all forever… Earthbound.”
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