Straw Breeze

A cultural/horticultural epiphany at the beach

It is a short two and a half block walk to work for me on those days that I work. The first block that I walk is down an alleyway between the back yards of 1950s suburban homes. There is almost never any traffic unless a trash truck is going down the alley emptying trash dumpsters. It is a peaceful and quiet walk. I can empty my mind and then recite my…