I'm starting to have escapist fantasies- waterfalls and tropical places where compost piles become gardens with no effort at all. Tim has pointed out to me recently that all cradles of civilization arise somewhere with warmer climates- Egypt, Mesopotamia, India, China- since food grows easier and longer and people have more largess for fancy stuff versus worrying if their chickens are freezing to death.
I
keep thinking of the pioneers and what incredibly determined,
desperate, competent, and hardy people they must have been to settle
here.
And nuts, slightly nuts, too. Or is that us for staying here when we know how crazy it can be?
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