Hi there.
The way I grew up, nature was just something to look at. It was always out the car window, over the iron gates behind concrete pools and green grass lawns, or planted off the sidewalks in pyramidal Ponderosa pines and anorexic palm trees. The rolling hills behind my house were forbidden to tread for lack of trails and fear of Poison oak underb…
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