Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Interlude, with silos

When we moved here to Roswell in 1997, this was the end of civilization.  Now it's deep in the heart of suburbia.


I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms.
- Henry David Thoreau, Walden

Good luck with that here in the ATL ...

6 comments:

Brigid said...

It's kind of sad. The fields where we played as kids are all big box marts now, the lights so bright I have to put up black out curtains on my childhood bedroom windows.

Old NFO said...

My old back yard and pasture is now a major intersection and businesses... sigh

Rev. Paul said...

The only constant is change. Dang it.

Coffeypot said...

I didn't know the silo's were still there. I thought they would be gone with all the building going up around there.

aurictech said...

And here I was, thinking this would be an interlude with entirely different silos....

Borepatch said...

autictech, that's exactly where I would hide the missiles ....