@tapasinthesun
*chuckles*

I think this post kind of explains my deep distrust of anything that grows in the ground. I have been a city dweller for all but 4 years of my very long life... And my roots are in New York, where snark and cynicism are developed at a very early age (3 or 4).

See:
https://sfba.social/@BobHorowitz/115533043237912578

@BobHorowitz I see.

You would fit in well with the Spanish here. They have this attitude: if it's green, spray it with weed killer (olive trees excepted). In a few weeks the heat would kill most plants, but they have to get in first with the weed killer. It even gave Flo the shits a couple of weeks ago.

@tapasinthesun
Oh dear.

My first impression of Spain: watching an old woman with a broom, sweeping the pavement of a highway near a toll booth, late at night. It reminded me of my Ukrainian-born grandmother, who lived to be 94 because her heart was strong from all the sweeping she did in her life.

@BobHorowitz That is very true. Older Spanish women seem to be obsessed with sweeping, especially the pavement in front of their houses.

I was once setting up my tripod and camera to take a photo in a very old village street scene. A woman came running out waving for me to stop. I thought she was going to object to having her house photographed. No! There was a bit of rubbish; she gave the pavement a quick sweep. I got a great bonus photo of her sweeping up!