Love him so much!!
It was one of those Sunday evenings where I thought it could be a nice idea to go for a walk in the "wild" and bring my camera with.
We parked where we could and walked to the flowery fields. For many years I have seen that land from a distance but never had set a time to go wonder in it. Probably for a very good damn reason, but the amount of flowers it had shown these past few weeks had been calling me for a visit.
Soon all that land will be residential area and for many years, they had been just fields of corn that I used to glance to every time I rode back and forth from home. Now as they have been left abandoned for its usual agricultural purpose; hundreds of yellow flowers have grown. It is a magnificent sight.
Streets are being made, civilization is expanding and you can start to see how it will look. Houses will be pretty and the gated neighbourhoods will be posh. Giving its location, it will be a great place to buy and live in the city.
Though, if you ask me, I'd rather have fields of corn. Food will always be more important than yet another building.
This might be the last autumn where we can roam freely in those fields.
I tried to avoid shots of the building process. It gives me a weird feeling to see the landscape changing into concrete.
From the photos you really don't get much sense of its location for future historical value. Still, my little one and myself had our moment there and it will be meaningful for us. We will know where those pictures were taken.
I bring up the historical value because that idea has lingered with me since I started to notice an informative campaign all over the city about its past. Facts and memorabilia I didn't know about this place and I can't help to wonder how it must have been like to live under those circumstances. What people thought of their environment, how they felt about traveling distances, their community and the world.
The city has changed so much. I bet no - one could have foreseen how it was going to be 50 years later, or 100 years later. I live so much in the "present" (or rather the anxious state of my existence) that I really haven't stopped to think that one day, I too, will be history and with that everything I have ever known.
The school that I went to, was a newish school when my dad studied there. It was a school that was out in the middle of nowhere, far from civilization, surrounded by fields and farm animals. But the city expanded and by the time I enrolled there, it was right in the middle of the city with heavy traffic all around and numerous tall buildings that host different high rank hotels.
Both my dad and I have seen our old school been demolished to give its place to a Cultural Forum. A new attraction. It is a strange sensation to witness that a place that was so meaningful to you becomes dust, allegedly for the benefit of society, yet everyone who attended that school felt like a part of them was ripped off.
"They" like to call it progress. But I really don't see how that goes to the merit and development of its citizens.
Nowadays I take my little one to a school in the outskirts of the city. In front of the school roam cows, goats and donkeys. But that soon will change too as they are building yet another mall. Will he remember the fields that existed before? The fresh air that he could breath in during his play time?