The comment about "meet the new boss, same as the old boss", well, some things never change. You might have great "hope" about "change" but alas, you will be disappointed when you realize that some people are always in power, some are not. And there you are.
But landscapes *do* change. Took a walk over to the "New Brookwood Parkway", not to be confused with the old Brookwood. Sidewalks are underway. The vision of sidewalks, now covered with rebar, which is a fascinating substance, maybe one of the elements on the Periodic Table or something.
The dead space under the road, where it takes a huge death-defying turn, is now a true wetland. Which always happens after days of rain. I look forward to walking the sidewalks in the sun, some day, some day.
The last vestiges of old Washington County are still sort of there, if you look for them. Giant Douglas fir trees, giant Cedars. I have a few of my own! I should appreciate them. Trees should be declared a public resource. None of them suitable for hanging Christmas lights on, unless I knew someone who could climb 100 feet up.
Alas the old country houses are all but gone, this is a modern community despite the saving grace of old trees who pre-date any of the houses, any of the roads. But ones are coming into view now that they've widened the road, peeking out with their country windows and country porches. So they can watch the cars whip on by. While people may not change, landscapes do.
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