Where’s your Eden?
People don’t usually choose where they’re going to live based on how aesthetically pleasing it will be – usually that’s determined by jobs and family. But if you could choose based only on the terrain and the climate, where would you be right now?
I’ve seen New Mexico and Arizona and love the stark, treeless reds and yellows of the hills, the bare outlines of mesas and buttes. But, you know, all that sun, all that emptiness. The Pacific Northwest has redwoods and the ocean and the fogs and the incredible peaches and cherries. And yet, you know, the fog and the wind and the gray skies. (It was gray when I was there, anyway.) Florida? Legendary beauty. But the unrelenting heat and humidity, the bugs, the snakes. Even nicely groomed neighborhood yards supply the occasional snake on the patio. Then there are cities vs. small towns vs. country. Lots of choices to make.
So where is Eden, geographically speaking? Speaking for myself, of course, it’s got to have trees. Lots of big trees. Got to have a grocery store within a reasonable distance and of course internet access. But hardly any traffic, so no big cities, no metroplexes. I like four seasons, so not rural Florida (where I grew up – ho hum, blue skies, warm breezes, beaches . . . ) Swamps are creepy. Mountains are awesome, but high altitudes make me feel crummy and then there is ice in the winter and I don’t like ice. Hills, however, are nice. I like hills. With trees on them.
Oh, and RAIN. I miss rain where I live in Texas. I’d rather live where it rained a little too much than not enough. The sameness of day after day of no weather, just clear skies and high dry temperatures is sooo monotonous. And praying for rainclouds doesn’t seem too helpful.
Okay. Trees, rain, hills, a bit rural but not isolated, and seasonal changes. I’m thinking it’d be fun to spend a few vacations looking for the perfect place. Pretty sure it’s not in Texas.