One of my favorite childhood memories of growing up in Canada, was when the Maple leaves would fall. The colors of autumn are beautiful, and ever changing. The leaves were huge, much like the trees that they fell from. They were old and had many stories bound in their roots. Most are gone now, chapped down and gone forever. I remember the logging trucks could barely hold one or two logs, as they were so big! Now trucks haul 20 or more skinny sticks good for nothing more than toothpicks.
So many forests gone forever, in the name of advancement. The trees, the wildlife, the peace and fresh air ~ all gone for good. They call it progress, many call it over population. They call it success, while many call it destruction. Maple leaves used to be as big as dinner plates, now the size of cup saucers. We have lost so much we can never get back. We have learned so little in the name of knowledge.
A world created in harmony has been destroyed by man's greed, and need for abundance. Concrete paths replace the once soft trails that would be padded with leaves of all types, shapes and colors. Open areas to explore now fenced with no trespassing warnings. Kids have no where to explore. People have no place to find solace. Memories are all we have left of what was.
How much more will be destroyed
Blessed by God'
Life's beautiful @ the Bright Side of the Barn
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Until next time, Stay Safe and Happy Trails.