The corollary to urban/suburban life, at least for me, is that I find it hard to live sustainably in other ways. I must drive most places and there’s nowhere here for me to grow even a tiny fraction of what I might consume. I’m highly dependent on the grid—everything in my apartment is electric—and limited in how I might reduce my impact. The convenience of urban life is also the temptation of urban life—I am highly, highly dependent on Amazon delivery, far more than I have any reasonable need to be.
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Book review on a bunch of futuristic hipster ideas.
Be safe. Buy your food from Farmer Joe.
Photo courtesy of Versaland Farm. The World is Watching.
The economic future of a world moving into the past.
Three generations of my family, all a little weird.
Chewy modelling my latest fashionable creation.
I got this composter for free. Now I'm going to convince my neighbors to give me their vegetable waste so I can turn it into sweet black gold.