“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris
Trail to Qui-Lai
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Tim,
If you are still in Taiwan, I hope you have gotten a chance to walk around the edges of Taipei, or where 'hoods bump against parks.
Have you seen all the marginal gardens?
Built in the margins between houses, public and private, park and street, city and rural, sometimes in a walkway between a freeway and a housing complex.
Or just pirate gardens up in the mountains with bits of corrigated roofing draining rain water into buckets and soda bottles for irrigation?
A line of squashes along the fence of a metal swelter repairing tunnel drill?
I have found the urban and pirate gardens next to parks, homes and work places of the Taipei area to be more diverse and beautiful mixes of objects than similar gardens elsewhere.
Be well,
Duskin
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