Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for March 17, 2017

Thanks to serendipity (and a cautious construction worker), Calvin and Hobbes didn’t become eco terrorists.

Where would they have gotten the trees?

Well, Hobbs does look orange, like the other guy

Just try to imagine where Hobbes would have driven the bulldozer.

What would Milton do?

Now that’s a thought worth pondering . . . AU -

Where I live, the deer wait around for the apple they know I’ll give them. I suppose I shouldn’t feed them these treats, but it feels good.

I actually did LOL at this. Thanks, Watterson, I needed that!

Hobbes is now an engineer (which, after the project is complete, will be garden engineer)

Happy St Patrick’s Day to the USA

Where is the Lorax when you need him?

Maybe Joni Mitchell could help. “They razed suburbia and put up a wooded lot”

Wait until Calvin realizes that his house started the same way.

Whether he realizes it or not, Calvin is beginning to gain awareness of events that involve more than just himself.

I am in total agreement with Calvin – “Cows, not Condos” was a theme used by a suburban mayoral candidate near me. His town was burgeoning with uncontrolled growth.

Can I drive the Dozer ????

Today both Calvin and Lucy used the expression, “By golly!”. Strange but true.

Hey Hobbes… check under the seat.

How did Calvin get Hobbes in there?

How is Calvin going to get Hobbes out now that he has thrown him into the window?

We are seeing many animals invading the suburban areas taken over by humans because they literally have no place else to go. Coyotes, bears, deer, etc.

I’m pretty sure this actually happens sometimes, like a housing development breaks ground and they start building houses, but then they run out of money or the land isn’t desirable or some highway they were counting on doesn’t get made, and the abandoned land eventually becomes wild growth again.

Do I see a petition being made?

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An excellent, and very important, thread. Even Calvin, and Hobbes, know we only have one planet.

A friend of mine got into a dump truck and put the thing in neutral. That was the early ‘60s when the farm at the end of our street was sold for development. When my parents moved to the neighbourhood, our house was two away from the edge of town. Now it’s about a quarter mile from the edge of town. Alas, all the farms beyond the railroad tracks now are covered in ugly plastic-coated cardboard suburbia. To see real farmland one has to go west about two miles. To the east there is no farmland anymore.