I’m glad I’m not a tree living in the Fort Mill area. I’d be in fear for my life, looking over my shoulder, every second of every day, just waiting for the ax to fall.
I’m guessing that’s what happened on Hwy. 160 near Walmart. I was shocked when I saw the mounds and mounds of helpless trees – cut down, slaughtered and left for dead, right out in the open. I felt sorry for them.
I like trees. They provide oxygen, shade and a place for birds to nest. I like birds. I like oxygen and shade, too. But birds sing and splash and have baby birds. And I do love baby birds; they make me giggle with their baby antics.
Is it just me or has all the building in our area gotten out of hand? A subdivision here, apartments there, here a house, there a house, everywhere a house, house. Old McDonald once had a farm, E-I-E-I- WHOA!!
Seriously, where are the “Progress Police” when you need them? I’m feeling squished. And I’m a city girl. I’m feeling squished on Hwy. 160, squished at the grocery store, the post office, the bank, you name it no matter where I go these days, I’m feeling squished.
I don’t understand why “officials” keep bragging about all the building. It’s like they’re proud of it or something. More more more. Can’t they ever just say, “No?”
How can anyone think that squishing an infinite number of people into a designated area is good for the people that already inhabit that area? I don’t get it. But then, I’m not a town planner, so what do I know?
Well, I know that since I moved here 10 years ago, there are way more incidents, accidents and residents. I know that spring is coming and instead of waking to baby birds chirping, many will be waking to backhoes excavating and hammers hammering.
Oh, and I also know mayhem when I see it. And “it” is rush hour on Hwy. 160, people cutting in, people cutting out and people cutting across two lanes of traffic. Sometimes I feel like one of those local trees in fear for its life. It’s taken me twenty to 30 minutes in that craziness to go from the light at Aldi’s to Gold Hill Road. And as I’m there, inching past all the signs for new homes, I’m wondering, “Do the planners have a plan for all the vehicles that come with the planned communities?”