I don't care two hoots about civilization. I want to wander in the wild.
One definition of progress is "a gradual betterment", but sadly, this does not seem to be the case when it comes to construction.
Last year, I was disappointed that one of the walking paths near us had been redesigned -- the real grass was gone and fake turf put in its place. Bright stripes were painted on the path which have now been faded by the sun.
The turf could not withstand the heat. It was such an eyesore and a hazard that it was just finally completely removed and disposed of. And now, to make matters worse, construction has begun on a road project in this same area to supposedly relieve traffic congestion. A project that is going to take at least a couple of years to complete.
Last Friday when my husband and I went out for a morning walk, I was shocked to find that only three trees around a bus stop have been left standing along the walking path. Trees that helped to block noise and air pollution from the main road, provided shelter for birds and also improved the scenery while walking have all been cut down.
Above is what it used to look like.
And now this is the barren view.
When I walked a couple of days ago, I was further shocked and disappointed to find that palm trees have been uprooted and tossed to the side.
More victims of progress.
From what I can tell by the placement of these black and yellow barriers, the "new and improved" roadway is going to encroach on the area surrounding the walking path.
I try to have a positive outlook and focus on the good but when things like this happen, I really just question man's perspective on progress.