Being a farmer by vocation it hurts when I see farmland lost to development. I have worked on and had farms I was managing encroached upon by developments no matter where I went. People want that environment but then they complain about the smell and the machinery. You will see the development slowing down drastically as this house of cards Bush calls success crumbles and it will. I still think this facade will keep up until Bush if we are lucky, is gone and the truth is uncovered.
Mrs. Spadoman and I always shake our heads when we see this blight that has taken over. I call it blight because I think that these sub divisions that are built on what used to be farm land lack any character. There are no sidewalks, no neighborhoods. All the houses look alike. My friend lives in such a place and for the first few years when I would go to visit him, I'd have to either read the street sign or look for some familiar relic of his that I recognized.
This is a fine read as Mirth points out. It has always been a passion of mine and Barb's that these older towns, like where I live, and where you live, build new buildings reaching out from town when there are wooden windowed beautiful structures in a failing downtown.
One of my favorite writer/illustrators is Eric Sloan. This link has a list of his books and a short sysnopsis about each one. There is also an Eric Sloan official website. Click HERE for it.
Great pen and ink drawings of old America. A gentle philosophy about another time, actually, another world. Worth a look.
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.
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Wow! Jim gives a fine read. And I agree with every word.
Maybe, sooner than later, these houses will be torn down for firewood and to make way for food gardens.
Being a farmer by vocation it hurts when I see farmland lost to development. I have worked on and had farms I was managing encroached upon by developments no matter where I went.
People want that environment but then they complain about the smell and the machinery.
You will see the development slowing down drastically as this house of cards Bush calls success crumbles and it will. I still think this facade will keep up until Bush if we are lucky, is gone and the truth is uncovered.
Very well put and very true.
Mrs. Spadoman and I always shake our heads when we see this blight that has taken over. I call it blight because I think that these sub divisions that are built on what used to be farm land lack any character. There are no sidewalks, no neighborhoods. All the houses look alike. My friend lives in such a place and for the first few years when I would go to visit him, I'd have to either read the street sign or look for some familiar relic of his that I recognized.
This is a fine read as Mirth points out. It has always been a passion of mine and Barb's that these older towns, like where I live, and where you live, build new buildings reaching out from town when there are wooden windowed beautiful structures in a failing downtown.
One of my favorite writer/illustrators is Eric Sloan. This link has a list of his books and a short sysnopsis about each one. There is also an Eric Sloan official website. Click HERE for it.
Great pen and ink drawings of old America. A gentle philosophy about another time, actually, another world. Worth a look.
Great subject, great post as usual.
This post reminded me of this song:
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.
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