I got to go riding yesterday. I still ache. But there's nothing like cantering around an open field, surrounded by woods, haystacks, wind, butterflies and sunshine. It's the stuff of dreams for horse-loving girls like me, and I am so grateful to Debbie for giving me this chance. I might not have it for long.
There's talk of developing this paradise in Oldham County. The idea makes me sick. I am starting to get quite disturbed by "progress" when it levels out our rolling fields and puts asphalt over burrows. We're becoming increasingly distant from nature, and I think we're being forced to see the implications of that choice.
I remember traveling through the Midwest and seeing all the strip malls and the supercenters. Each one looks the same as the one before. I don't want Kentucky, which I think possesses a distinctive visual portrait, to fall for that kind of peer pressure and succumb to the plastic surgery of "development." Just look at that amazing area off 64 just outside the Watterson. The rolling field and barn in the distance represent Kentucky for me. Very soon, it too will succumb to development. To see the "real" Kentucky, well, that will take you about 45 minutes from downtown. By car, of course.
Which would you prefer?

or

?
Why can't we cultivate the little greenery we have left within our county
instead of leveling it? I feel like we're learning that we still have a lot to learn from nature. Let's make sure everyone has access to it.
Eric and I frequent Central Park, and I am thankful the
Olmsted Parks Conservancy is such a prominent institution here. And the "
City of Parks" movement (if achieved) is inspiring. I maintain that we need still more nature for more people in more accessible places.
I'll leave you with a quote that reminded me of my childhood (so much spent in trees, creeks and the magnificent Atlantic Ocean):
“And this our life exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in every thing. I would not change it.”
-Duke Senior, from Act II, As You Like It