A neighborhood with nice old growth trees and underbrush across the street...between two dead-end roads so all the houses looked into the small forest. Sometimes a fox was seen there.
My friends who lived on either of these streets bewailed when the trees were cleared out and construction began.
You can see the remaining forest. I wonder if it will go the same way and become condos.
This is the mark of progress. We have a housing shortage, but the ones developers are constructing aren't within the price range of those who work hourly jobs and keep our infrastructures running. These will be bought by more tourists wanting to live in the mountains.
Today's Quote:
The Lakotas know that the song sings the singer. The Spirit sings the song.—Basil Braveheart
