Ode to concrete

of course, that is written by someone who probably spent more time in a botique than planting rice seedlings by hand


but then reality bites:




I shouldn't talk: I prefer the reality of rural life, and do live in simplicity... except for my air conditioner and computer.

Simple living in the country is nice, but as my husband Lolo used to say: You can't eat the scenery.

And, of course, the reality of modern living is not botiques but pollution. And I am thankful for the green movement working against that.

and yes, I haz a song about that: