Rain was out to the west...had not reached the city as yet. The clouds still left an opening for the setting sun to ignite any reflective surface into a blazing fire orange. As I took the picture, the sprawling city lay just behind me. I was looking at the edge of the frontier. Just beyond the last two skyscrapers lay fertile land for the taking. This picture was taken about 5 years ago. If I were to visit the same spot today more urban landscape would paint the sky.
Is this progress? Some would say yes, I question the need. The city has many things to offer...excitement, employment, incubation of new ideas...but fertile ground and pristine beauty has it's place as well. Our best hope is to strike a balance and insure a future for both.
1167 - A Good Egg - TEO 1943 - 2018 Haiku Horizon prompt: Egg *A Good Egg.* We'll all go sometime— What better an epitaph: He was a good egg. . --- © 2018 J Cosmo Newbery...
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