The physical accommodation of a community requires more than the addition of a bunch of “roofs.”
A community is about scale and detail, about context, about soil, about lighting, about gardens, about mass and form. It is critical to create a place worth caring about, a place worth loving.
These things are part of the armature, they lend stability. In a living neighborhood our homes are more than storage places for isolated individuals, they are a part of the larger community, they relate a narrative about us and about our predecessors.
(A neighbor was arrested for trespassing, attempting to persuade the real estate developer to preserve the trees. The Hook, WVIR and the Daily Progress have the story.)
Humans are uniquely adept at utilizing systems of communication for self-expression, the exchange of ideas, and organization. Humans create complex social structures composed of many cooperating and competing groups, from families and kinship networks, to nations. Social interactions between humans have established an extremely wide variety of values, social norms, and rituals, which together form the basis of human society.–Wikipedia
Watched Charlottesville marathon runners in their twenty-first mile course down Woolen Mills Road Saturday. I try to avoid sport similies, metaphors and analogies, they are verbal shorthand, they cheapen speech. (I’ve recently received a lot of schooling on the Creed of Golf so I have little appetite for hearing sports=life.)
I admire the grit of marathon runners, their persistence. One foot in front of the other. To the end.
I have gotten little traction for my proposal to leash the King of suburbia, felis catus.
Had occasion to be reminded of cats’ killing prowess when Gordon hauled in a Cardinalis cardinalis.
Gordo growled to be sure I didn’t mess with the bird while she tried to clear her lips of those pesky bird feathers.
Meanwhile, out on Market Street, two members of Turdus migratorius clan are road kill, extinguished by that other King of suburbia, the automobile.
What kills birds? Consultants to the Wind Power Industry on birds and other wildlife issues, Curry and Kerlinger LLC put together some numbers which hold that glass windows are the largest bird slayer, 100-900 million birds per year. (love that range, factor of nine. Doesn’t inspire confidence).
House cats and motor vehicles each dispatch a 100 million.
I feel like a politician, “don’t believe the numbers”. From my experience, domestic cats rule in the realm of shredded tweet. That 100 million dead for cats, way low.
Leash law for the kitties!