Why Do You Like Where You Live?

This is the Ze Frank we miss the most.

Every once in a very very seldom while, I'll find a teeny tiny wild strawberry, bigger than a pencil eraser probably, growing near the house. The taste is so much bigger than a farm-grown strawberry & it's perfectly fresh & wonderful. It has to be eaten right away or an animal may get it in your absence & it won't last long once picked. If no one's around you get to enjoy it yourself with no guilt at all & then you get to tell of your happy discovery & the people who care about you enjoy your delight.

There's much to love here. I have four gorgeous secluded rolling wooded acres in NW Lower Michigan. A tiny detail that delights me no end: wild chipmunks that sit in my hand or lap eating birdseed and nuts while I pet them. They come when I call and sometimes they call me.
In my youth I lived in some devastated Detroit ghettos. Once, in the worst of them, I was stalked one sunny morning by a pack of feral dogs much larger than Chihuahuas; filthy, emaciated, and with desperation in their eyes. I hightailed it into the house and never ventured out alone again as long as I lived there. A lifelong animal lover, I found it surreal and horrifying in a very primal way to see in the eyes of dogs that they perceived me as potential food.
Now I have a pack of coyotes a couple dozen strong that hunts on my land at night. I don't go out past dark as coyotes have been known to attack lone humans. I'm small, old, and vegan so I smell like their favorite treat: a slow-moving herbivore. Lol
For all my experiences of mortal danger that dog event must have left it's mark because similar scenes have shown up in several of my short stories.

I like where I live because the immigrants look just as depressed as the locals do.

I’m from Holyoke Massachusetts birthplace of volleyball volleyball 🏐 next to Springfield Massachusetts birthplace of basketball 🏀 we are the PAPERCITY 413 Puerto Rico 🇵🇷 new wave .:

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Omg I remember my mom talking about those parrots being in San Pedro when she was growing up!

I lived by the edge of a wetland area. It was so green, quiet and full of wildlife. I raised a container garden on a deck overlooking a mature cherry tree. We put up one, then two, then three bird feeding stations. Suet, nuts, Niger seeds, sunflower seeds, and live mealy worms, put out twice a day. After several seasons we were visited year round by the natives and delighted in seeing rarities. If it was too hot, we could sit inside and look out at flowers, trees, birds of all kinds, Chipmunks, squirrels, an opposing and very nonchalant deer families. It felt as if there were no other houses or people around. Just the Flora and fauna against a backdrop of calming greenery.

I like where I live because two days ago it was over 70F, and today there's more than two inches of snow on the ground. 😀

He doesn't blink once in this video

I live in San Diego right below you, always had these groups of bums always in the same part of this road under a tree, everyday for every year they were there