A couple miles from me there's a big woods full of rocks & a couple of ponds. Went there yesterday & the ice from a storm had coated the shrubs & weeds.
In the past year there we've climbed rocks, picked bluberries & mushrooms, skated, been to the zoo, hiked all over, slid on mud road, & hauled blocks of ice.
When I was a kid we had relatives who owned farms. None of those left.
After things collapse, there'll be more space, but whoevers left will be too cold, tired & hungry to enjoy it.
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