So I took my camera into the Park today when I took the dog out and came up with these two photos.
This makes me very sad. Behind this fence is a bank, and then the edge of the lake. When we first came here, it was kept mown, and the weeds were taken out, or didn't appear, and the ducks would sit on the bank in the sun. Now our Council, Cheshire East, doesn't have the money to pay for all that to be done, and so the nettles, hogweed and other weeds have taken over. The brushes are only trimmed as they encroach on the path, the lake-side of them are quite untidy.
And this makes me even sadder in a way. Obviously some money was found for a bit of new planting, in fact several small trees have appeared over the Golf Course area, but this Pieris was planted just as a particularly dry spell started, and the poor thing has died. The Robinia next to it luckily has survived, but its a shame when plants like this die. And that area used to be grass - but feet, both human and canine have worn it away, just because its there, I suppose. There is a perfectly good path!
I sound like a crotchety old woman!!
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7 comments:
Oh this is great, I'm putting my post together as well, sad is something I kind of feel already, lately and trying so hard to not, so it was cool to have "treasure" my theme word for the Saturday Centus I do. But I am posting for Carmi this week. Great to see your lovely photos! There can be happiness through all sadness, somewhere right?
I agree neglect is sad...
Gilly, I totally understand why you'd find these shots sad! It's definitely upsetting to see once beautiful settings deteriorate.
Gilly, some municipalities are no longer whacking the weeds because they say, it is more natural but it is really about saving money. Thank you for this great interpretation.
There are sights like that in your first picture all of the UK these days. But still they build on green belt and take up nature corridors.
Sad to see the Pieris did not survive.
Awwww!
Part of the joy of having a park with a lake is interacting with the local ducks.
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I hear you. It saddens me, too, when loveliness falls into disrepair. I wish the world didn't have to be such a random place, and that loveliness would stay lovely forever.
If only...
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