When I rented my first apartment in Philly over 7 years ago, I somehow convinced myself that living in a city would mean making certain concessions. My apartment would be smaller, rent would be higher, peace and quiet would be hard to come by and the lovely nature of the Garden State (from where I hail) would be replaced with concrete. I was right about many things, but of the last I was definitely mistaken. Continue reading Wordless Wednesday: Wild Echinacea