Construction. There are many men with hammers. And there are many buildings at various stages of completion.
Nature? Country air? Sure, if you can find your way out of subdivisions. These goosies are lost. They will forever circle this pond wondering what hell brought them here and how best to leave.
Still, you can find farms and sheds and empty spaces and Russian bakeries baking poppyseed kolatchky...
Oh, I interrupt this post as the loft roof just caved in. Hail, pounding away, brought with it soot and tar from the rafters and I am covered with it!
I will resume posting tomorrow. After a discussion with management about rent abatement.