A recent thread at a forum has really gotten me to think about how things are changing environmentally within the low-populated rural locale I have lived in for the last 23 years.
My small town has seen a lot of clear-cutting within the last year. Mostly near my own house. I realize that the people who own the land may want it clear-cut for building or just to earn some money as times are tough for farmers and land-owners here, but it still saddens my heart to see it done.
I was driving down my road one day and came across one of my favorite places where you always see wild turkey lurking about ... and it had been clear-cut. A mother deer and her two fawns were wandering about so sad, confused and lost. The home they knew had been destroyed. I pulled over and sat near them for a while and just wept.
Industry is indeed encroaching on my tiny town and it saddens me that everything I love about this place may not be here when my niece and nephews grow up. They won't get to witness the wild turkey or the graceful deer, perhaps not even the cougar and owl. All that land that has remained untouched for thousands of years, is gone. I'm witnessing the end of an era within this rural countryside and it hurts ... and I don't think it's a battle that I could win even if I tried.
My small town has seen a lot of clear-cutting within the last year. Mostly near my own house. I realize that the people who own the land may want it clear-cut for building or just to earn some money as times are tough for farmers and land-owners here, but it still saddens my heart to see it done.
I was driving down my road one day and came across one of my favorite places where you always see wild turkey lurking about ... and it had been clear-cut. A mother deer and her two fawns were wandering about so sad, confused and lost. The home they knew had been destroyed. I pulled over and sat near them for a while and just wept.
Industry is indeed encroaching on my tiny town and it saddens me that everything I love about this place may not be here when my niece and nephews grow up. They won't get to witness the wild turkey or the graceful deer, perhaps not even the cougar and owl. All that land that has remained untouched for thousands of years, is gone. I'm witnessing the end of an era within this rural countryside and it hurts ... and I don't think it's a battle that I could win even if I tried.
