Wednesday, November 16, 2016
I can See The Concrete Slowly Creepin'...
I try and walk at lunch, when the weather's OK. And we're in a real sweet-spot these days. Not too hot, not to cold... Which isn't especially relevant to this photo, except that it was taken during one of thoses lunctime strolls...
This was a spot of farmland in the midst of suburbia, something that is not uncommon here in SW Illinois. Probably 20 Acres, with neighborhoods on 3 sides, and a park on the 4th side. But, in all too typical fashion, this is being converted to a neighborhood.
Part of me hates to see it, and I'm reminded of the Lynyrd Skynyrd song All I Can Do Is Write About It.... or any number of songs about urban sprawl. (name your favorite in the comments!)
On the other hand, my home for the past 25+ years is built of converted farmland... so I probably shouldn't get too indignant.
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It's hard, isn't it, that while we all want somewhere to live - we also want to see earth and green.
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