Northward expansion

Note: I didn't originally intend to write what I did below. It just kind of happened. It's not directed at anyone, it's just my opinion, and it's what I happened to be thinking when I decided to post the above photo. Don't worry, I won't make this sort of thing a habit.
At the edge of used to be a field. It had trees, bushes, and wildflowers.
Then, not so long ago, development began. What you see above is only a small portion of the houses, and more are currently being built. That old field is now filled with houses and yards, with parents and kids, with cars and bikes, with roads and sidewalks. It now contains a lovely little park which I featured back in June. Some businesses, a retirement facility, and a gas station also moved into the new area. New businesses are going in.
In between some of the houses are signs to remind us the area is a wetland. When it was still a field, it wasn't uncommon for it to flood during heavy rains, even spilling out onto nearby roads on occasion. A field just across the road still floods. Residents call the area Stayton Lake, because that's what it looks like.
But like most towns, Stayton is constantly growing. When there isn't enough room in town, the people have to go somewhere. So boundaries are expanded, new roads are paved, new houses are built, new businesses are opened, and fewer fields can be seen. It's part of what we call progress.
In the background of the photo you can see there are still some fields, mostly used for farming, and there are trees dotting the landscape. It makes me wonder what will happen a year, five years, ten years down the line.
I don't really have a point to all of this... no dramatic conclusion, no words of wisdom to weather changes to come. I apologize if I ruffled any feathers with what I've written, or bored any of you readers. Tomorrow I'll be back to my (ir)regular self. Stay tuned.
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7 Comments:
For some reason this photo reminds me of the film, The Truman Show.
It is also happening here. Develpment has caused the expansion of housing projects north and south of Manila, forcing people to live further away from their workplaces. Cities are becoming more and more congested causing traffic and pollution!
what a pretty pink sky!
Never be afraid of a ruffling feathers.
Arguments are already going on in the UK about developers building houses on flood plains.
Good heavens, Celine, you didn't even state an opinion! Just described the inevitable changes. Don't worry what other people will think. Write what you feel. I enjoyed it.
And nice photo, by the way. My neighborhood looks much like that, only with more highrises. Sigh.
Malvina Reynolds
1. Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky-tacky,
Little boxes, little boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.
2. And the people in the houses
All go to the university,
And they all get put in boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
And there's doctors and there's lawyers
And business executives,
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.
3. And they all play on the golf-course,
And drink their Martini dry,
And they all have pretty children,
And the children go to school.
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
And they all get put in boxes
And they all come out the same.
4. And the boys go into business,
And marry, and raise a family,
And they all get put in boxes,
Little boxes, all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky-tacky
And they all look just the same.
*** But I guess people have to live somewhere...
Thanks, everyone! I really wasn't sure if I should even post what I did, so I really appreciate your kind words.
Gerald, it was local feathers I wasn't keen on ruffling, but eh, I'm over it. :)
Marie, we don't have high rises in Stayton. There's a height limit. Not sure what it is, but I can't think of a building over two stories tall, except a couple of houses which are three or four.
Meg, you're absolutely right. It does seem like The Truman Show.
And Sally, that is an excellent poem. Very fitting.
Thanks again, everyone.
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