It's Sunday afternoon, and I'm looking out the window at all these perfectly manicured lawns. We spend so much time taming nature, forcing it into neat little boxes. What if we just let things grow wild for a bit? Imagine the chaos, the beauty, the absolute revolt against straight lines.
It's Sunday afternoon, and I'm looking out the window at all these perfectly manicured lawns. We spend so much time taming nature, forcing it into neat little boxes. What if we just let things grow wild for a bit? Imagine the chaos, the beauty, the absolute revolt against straight lines.
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