From the back patio I can see Walmart where the creek and pecan grove used to be and behind it the new mall. They removed the wooded hill in between, so I have a great view. I have to say, it doesn’t get any better. Here I am lounging outside on a plastic chair under one of those green stripy awnings. Just think of it. All week I sit in a sterile office without windows. Civilization has made me soft. But out here, smelling the neighbor’s barbecue and listening to the drum of the freeway, it’s nice reconnecting with nature.
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Mary Wallace
18/9/2020 10:40:11 am
This may be what we leave our children. How very sad Jim. Well done.
Jim Woessner
19/9/2020 03:28:31 am
Thanks, Mary. You know, the real scare is we'll leave them with the attitude of the protagonist. I grew up in the Ozarks of Missouri on the banks of a pristine river. How much I miss that place (except for the politics). I'm fortunate that I live literally on SF Bay, but the surrounding urban sprawl is the opposite of where I grew up. And I never want to be happy about it.
Pamela Kennedy
18/9/2020 11:13:48 pm
Nice story...for those growing up in a city, sometimes having just a porch is a luxury. Cities expand and open spaces become smaller.
Jim Woessner
19/9/2020 03:29:26 am
Thanks, Pamela. I am so happy that I don't live in the place described.
Sue Clayton
19/9/2020 04:13:50 am
How sad to think that in the future a scenic view could be Walmart and a car park, with the hum of birds and bees replaced by the hum of traffic, the scent of flora giving way to vehicle fumes. You give us cause for thought, Jim. Comments are closed.
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