The phrase “rus in urbe” is foreign to me.
I recognize that it is Latin. I understand that it means “the illusion of countryside created by a building or a garden in a city”.
My small world response is “why is that needed?”
Before the deluge of responses that explain the need for nature in a city, let me account for my seeming ignorance.
I live in the country. To be a little more descriptive, I live 15 miles from the closest town (which is not really a town as it is unincorporated but it has some bars, a little park, a post office and some houses.) I am nearly 30 miles from the nearest grocery store. It is isolated and rural.
Yesterday, a warmer and drier day than those previous, sent me outside with my camera. This is my reason for not understanding the needs of the city.
Every picture taken in my yard.
So, you see, it is hard for me to fathom living in a city. It is hard to fathom not living where the lizard suns himself and the dogs run (almost) free. It is hard to fathom living where the sound of a running creek is not heard at bedtime. It is hard to fathom hearing sounds other than those of frogs, coyotes, fox, bees, or wind. It is hard to fathom living anywhere else.
There may come a time when closer contact with civilization may be necessary. Age brings challenges that can require immediate assistance. Driving can become an issue.
But until that time comes, (And I am positive that my family will advise me when that happens.) I will enjoy my country spot. I will take pictures of the lizards and the chemise, the creek and the sky. I will revel in the warmth of the sun and cold of the frost.
I wish for everyone to know the peace that such a place can bring.
I really do understand the need for rus in urb.