|Flight of the Suburbanites II, 12x12" ©2012 Kim Hambric|
Yes, I fell in love with green again. It may be a short affair. Time will tell.
This is the second in a series of three (so far). Flight of the suburbanites is a tale of those who go in search of the newest place to get away. Is there a place to live where nature still exists? How far out can we go? Should one just return to the city?
A recent discussion with a Texas suburbanite set my gears in motion. After living five years in a new house in an expansive new subdivision set among many other expansive new subdivisions, he informed us that it looked like it might be time to move. Undesirables were moving in. The buses were going to bring workers back and forth from the city. Cultures were going to mix. Onward and outward! Or perhaps, he said, to a "used" house in a more upscale, established suburb.
Put on the top hat! Grab the cane! It's time for the turkeys to move on out. Perhaps, once again, the birds will sing. The trees will be green come spring. Just remember, there are still going to be skunks, insects, and those pesky weeds.