Stella (Almost) on Fire

I don’t think I’ve ever told you about the time Stella almost caught on fire, but I’ve been thinking about it a lot recently. PTSD, much? Last summer, the city started doing some work to change out a traffic light on my corner. It was the kind of traffic light that sat on a kind of pedestal. The workers took the traffic light off of the pedestal and mounted it on a concrete block just a few feet away. But … Continue reading