"Get outta town." I mean it! Are you really enjoying the "aroma" of your neighbours cooking? The symphony their kids car plays at 9 AM on a Saturday? The dolcet tones of leaf blowers and lawnmowers all Sunday afternoon? Or would you prefer the smell of an evening fire, Saturdays sung by songbirds, and the rustling of leaves through the gentle breezes? Get yourself out here, mere minutes from town. Come back to life and remember what it was like before we were all rats running a crazy race. Where a lawn was more than a postage stamp and where fresh air fills your lungs and soul. Just look at the photos, they speak tens of thousands of words.