For today’s Stream of Consciousness submission, Linda G. Hill asks us to write a post with our least favorite word or one that bugs the heck out of our sensibilities.
I first thought of the following unlikeable words: Liver, Algebra, Covid, Hate and Death. However, some of my readers already know I hate liver and algegra; I find Covid to be tiring and overwhelming; and both hate and death are not what I want to write about today.
I found a hyphenated muse of the week, though, courtesy of a group of developers. It is land-clearing.
I’m having deja vu or PTSD and I can’t decide if I’m angry or heart-broken.
When I moved into the apartment complex, it was surrounded by field to the north and trees/shrubs/wild growth to the south and west of us. Other than the farmer’s field, our surroundings looked a lot like this:
In 2015, the farmer’s field and some trees were cleared to make way for Costco. I wrote a post from that time, detailing the lovely beeping and machinery noises we heard for around five months while this business was being built. Then, about two years ago, land was cleared to the west to build “luxury” townhouses, which means that we now have more traffic and people walking their dogs on the nearby streets.
Welcome to the week of July 12th, 2021, when land-clearing began on a large area, which borders my street to the south and butts up against two other busy roads.
When I moved here in 2014, the natural surroundings were a plus. My prior apartment was into the city and didn’t provide much of a view so I was happy to feel as if I was a little removed from concrete and neighbors that weren’t always respectful.
In this chunk of land, neighbors and I have seen all manner of wildlife (owls, bunnies, squirrels, fox) and listened to the chorus frogs in spring. We saw the landscape change with the seasons, admiring the purple clover and Queen Ann’s Lace that grew in wild abundance. Natasha was always excited in June to watch the fireflies in the field at the top of our road’s hill. My heart is sad over all of the creatures being disturbed by this as I wonder how or to where they can escape.
While Costco provides occasional unwanted noise from delivery trucks and sweepers (I’m hearing an annoying beeping as I type this), I had thought (hoped) that no one would buy the land across the street – that it would be wild forever.
I was so wrong.
Land-clearing is my least favorite word this week and depending on what the developers do with this parcel, it may be my least favorite word for a long time to come. I have to wait and see, but I hope whatever is built here is at least pleasing to the eye and neighborhood, and doesn’t create a more difficult traffic cluster.
I understand progress and change in a growing community such as this, but I wish it would happen somewhere else.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is the brainchild of author Linda G. Hill. Every Friday, Linda provides her followers with an inspiring blogger’s prompt. It can be a word or words and sometimes bonus points are involved (my favorite). Linda asks us to write without editing, other than correcting spelling errors.
Just go with the flow.
Like a babbling brook or rain drops. Click HERE if this type of writing floats your boat or helps with your decision-making. Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “least-favorite word.” Use your least-favorite word in your post. If you can’t decide on one, use a word that just really bugs you. Enjoy!