It often happens. Those of us who have reached a Grandaddy sort of age are far more inclined to think that the world will stay roughly as we’ve known it to be. Or maybe we do know that the world will change, but a combination of nostalgia and wishful thinking cause us to fight against that happening.

It’s possible that a future generation of humans will see physical contact with other human beings as un-necessary. The evidence of our own eyes has to suggest something like that is at least possible.

The internet, virtual reality, and artificial intelligence, our own innate need to belong, and the marketing needs of big corporations are perhaps already sending things in that direction.

So maybe Homesongs, like Vegetable Allotments, Bingo, and Countdown are just an old persons wax candle flickering in the window at the onset of a neon revolution.

I always think it’s wise to consider all the possibilities.

But future possibilities don’t necessarily change the present need.

And sometimes you’ve still got to plant your apple tree.