I grew up as asphalt became an innovation , people were in the thrall of this new slick black surface.Cities embraced it .. I recall seeing  trees manacled in islands of it. I grew up in NZ conscious of the number of native trees chopped down to enable pine forests.I spent years in Central Australia [...]

water to wine

we drive past them every day a quick glance we see vineyards set in neat rows of precision between timber posts, outstretched arms are tied around wire stringers knarled crucified vine branches will remain this way until spring then summer brings forth sweet bunches of crimson grapes from the warmth of the sun richness of [...]