The Young 'Uns
The young 'uns returned from the BWCA, having gorged on scenery and blueberries. Their week in the wilderness seemed to suit them, the glow of youth showing in their skin and mien. As soon as they are back in civilization, they return to their internet and I-pod pursuits. I cooked a barbeque in their honor yesterday, and the week ended with them slipping off, one by one, to return home- leaving the Minnesota paradise behind.
Some people just don't get "roughing it", and can't leave their engines and motors behind. The 'kids' get it, and as long as they, and others like them do, there is still hope for the natural world.