One of the better high school jobs I had was working in a greenhouse that grew hydroponic tomatoes. This was in Peoria, Arizona, back when Peoria was known for its cotton and alfalfa fields and burly Russian farmhands named Popoff and Tomachov and hairball cropdusters that somehow squeezed their Thrush Commander between powerlines and the top strands of a three-wire fence. A greenhouse is a peaceful place to be. The air is mild--the structure acting as one long evaporative cooler, and the plants bath in a filtered light that Norma Desmond would have killed for. Everything looks better in a greenhouse. George Clooney in his ER prime, would have positively glowed in a tomato greenhouse. They keep the bad world out, and a better world in. The one pictured above was shot at Desert Survivors.