This was written on March 18, 2010.
I live in a sprawling condominium complex with grass, trees, shrubs, and flowers all around. In addition, the home owners who live on the ground floor often plant small gardens of their own, which the rest of us can enjoy. The complex is bordered all around, except for the entrance, with undeveloped land. Some of it belongs to the county, and some of it is part of a 25 mile long bike/walk path with a creek and big, old trees. Through my living room window, I see a plot of wooded land. It is a joy to watch and listen to all year long. When I leave the condo complex, I get to roads with stores, offices, and traffic. I feel like I live in a green bubble.