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In Tucson, the hypocrisy footprint
In Tucson, the hypocrisy footprint

I call it the swimming pool at the end of time. Roots were chopped, earth scraped, white pipes snaked like the insides of a rocket ship, rebar netted down before the concrete was poured and the tap turned on, filling the pool — which is in my backyard — with water from mountain snowmelt via the Colorado River, the Central Arizona Project and fossil water from the local aquifer. If there's one thing a nature writer shouldn't do, it's fill a big hole with water in the arid Southwest. When Kathe suggested a pool for our tiny backyard, I hesitated. Even my stepmother, not exactly famous for her environmental views, objected. It would be a waste of the most precious...

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