The life of garlic

I am a city boy through and through. But sometimes I swear I'd love to live in the countryside, basically off the grid and just live off the earth and not worry about what the WiFi password is for awhile. Especially now. Really. I think being bombarded by so much information 24/7, especially now that the stupidity, lies and corruption of IMPOTUS dominates the news cycle in an hourly basis, is exhausting. You'd have to cut any human contact not to be slightly despondent after you have to sift through so much bullshit.

With this pandemic wreaking havoc an with abysmally stupid people doing extremely dumb things and trying to get themselves and others infected with a virus that has no vaccine and precious few testing capabilities, I feel like I'd like to live away from the big city. Far away from the blindingly stupid Trumpanzees. Especially after I watch a video like the one I'm posting here today. I am sure it's tightly edited and that the photogenic protagonist presents only the best side of living in the countryside, but damn, I'd love to lead a life that simple and that uncomplicated. 

The idea of living a sustainable lifestyle is quite attractive, though. Both from the point of view of less stress and from the point of view of not having to depend on so many 'modern' commodities that leave earth so battered. Because we have to accept that we are spoiled by comfort and we put a strain on the environment because of it. There's a push to always have a little more, to always have something a little better. That consumerist point of view ends up by swallowing us all without really noticing. Now, wouldn't it be nice to dedicate more time to ourselves, to our surroundings, to simple things like being more in contact with nature and worrying about the best way to cultivate something or getting rid of weeds or fixing our house. 

I know, I am fantasizing about something that I have romanticized. Bet reality would make sure I wake up pretty quickly. Steven would let me know everything there is to know about running a farm, or John would instruct me about the struggles of living in a tiny community. But still. I think I would like to try that. Maybe when I retire. Even though I would consider much better and more possible to do that while I can still carry logs around to put in the fireplace or a stove. Living in the middle of nowhere sounds enticing but I'm sure it has its disadvantages. It may be all in my head. 

I know I will be tied to my job for awhile. I may not be able to try my hand at having my own veggie garden for awhile. But a boy can dream, can't he?

XOXO