The Changing Face

Every day I drive by this a few more of the cherry trees are gone. In the last week they’ve really kicked it into high gear and taken out a few hundred. And every time I drive by this ‘orchard’ I think of my cousin Jeremy. His passionate distaste for the clear cutting, or at least his vocalization of it, sticks with me whenever I see another victim of progress.

I imagine they’ll probably put in a vineyard here… it seems to be what they’re all doing. There’s just no money in apples and cherries any more. Or that’s what they say, at least.

And vineyards are nice. Who doesn’t like to see the familiar rows upon rows of green? At least they’re better than another multi-coloured apartment block (what is with that fad?!?!). If we’re going to be the next Napa Valley we’re going to have to kick it into high gear and start producing more wines. Who doesn’t love wine? Well… me. But that’s beside the point.