In the last two weeks I have been bombarded
by sights and sounds, experiences and conversations that have left my
head reeling with pain and relief. As a country girl living alone, in a
quiet apartment, in a small tree filled city, the hectic pace of group
travel through multiple cities was disorienting. It was also exciting,
enlightening and encouraging. Since coming home I have tried to digest
my experience and integrate it in some logical fashion with images and
stories that have come across my computer.
Many of my readers know that I am constantly asking, “why do they want
to move us out of the country?”. More and more I think it is because
they don’t want people to see what is being done to this beautiful
country we call home. And perhaps, so we become inured to concrete and
steel and the industrialization of a landscape.