Missing My Cul-de-sacs

They often ask me how I like it, this move I made in 2022. And I tell them that my likability is rather mixed. "How's the rain, heat, and humidity?", they ask. And I tell them, "It's plentiful". They ask if I miss my many friends and the shopping centers just up the street as opposed to having to drive 17 miles to acquire clothes to wear and food to eat. And I answer them 'Yes' to all of the above. They ask if I am adjusting to disposing of myriads of wasps that never tire of building nests; Or if I've seen a black bear; Or if I'm tired of snakes. And I tell them a black bear greeted me at the bedroom window and quickly went away. And I tell them I've had one sting from wasps and no snake bites. They ask if I walk through parks or along sidewalks like I used to. And I tell them that's one of the things that I miss the most. They ask me about city sounds like horns, sirens, and airplanes. And I tell them I'm growing fond of bird songs and whispering winds blowing through the trees. And I tell them that in the rural, I'm not as free to take my leisure walking along the countryside as I once did along the three cul-de-sacs in my neighborhood. And... 090624PS