We've been talking about horticultural infrastructure today, how green areas in cities are connected for promoting biodiversity, recreation and beautification.
In a sense it is not to far from our perception of how facial hair infrastructure connect the handsome features of gorgeous men.

Because we are wearing shorts today for the first time in 2010. And because the next, and first time, we will make out on the McCarrens sports field after dark, you seem like a guy who is both comfortable in nature and know that sunglasses might come in handy for those killer floodlights.

Because we like it when people say: "That's good to know", after offering us a cigarette, upon to which we replied: "No thanks, we only smoke when we're drunk".

Spending some time with Murakami made us realize that these natural disasters cannot possibly ravage the Earth without bringing at least some awe-inspiring love along the way.

In the spring of her twenty-second year, Sumire fell in love for the first time in her life. An intense love, a veritable tornado sweeping across the plains - flattening everything in its path, tossing things up in the air, ripping them to shreds, crushing them to bits. The tornado's intensity doesn't abate for a second as it blasts across the ocean, laying waste to Angkor Wat, incinerating an Indian jungle, tigers and all, transforming itself into a Persian desert sandstorm, burying an exotic fortress city under a sea of sand. In short, a love of truly monumental proportions.

Because environment saving aristocrats/world explorers will always trump actor/models on our Christmas list.

We no longer live in Sweden, but in a country of heavy clouds and a constant gray light for a few hours a day until it turns dark again. In the past two weeks we can only remember the sun shining for nearly an hour last Thursday. When that big burning star is out you just have to drop what ever you are doing, run outside and try to get at least one single ray of sunlight into your heart.

Swedish Radio reported yesterday, that so far, the month of November, in total, has only delighted us with 11,2 hours of sun light. The standard amount is usually somewhere around 30h at this time of the month. But things aren’t as bad as in 1993, back then the sun only shone for 2,9 hours for the entire 30 days of November.

This has nothing to do with the film making boys above, but might explain why the picture is a bit cloudy.

Freshwater of adequate quality is not only a prerequisite for human societies, but also for natural ecosystems that perform functions essential for human existence and life on earth. At present irrigated agriculture is responsible for about 70% of all freshwater abstractions by humans, while agriculture as a whole applies about 86% of the worldwide freshwater use. In many parts of the world, the use of freshwater for agriculture has to compete with other uses such as urban utilization and business activities.

It is increasingly clear that lack of access to clean water and sanitation in many parts of the world causes great suffering in humanitarian, social, environmental and economic terms, and seriously undermines development goals.

This boy on the other hand, cool as a summer breeze, seems able to quench our thirst and makes our hearts beat like the A-train.

We just died.
(To the sound of summer winds and with a taste of wild strawberries in our mouths.)

Even hot guys need to cool down once in a while. To report a leaking fire hydrant, please call 311.

Don't fool around Leonardo, just take that sweater off.
And thanks for the photo, Terry.