Sense Of Place

In Southwest Florida we are surrounded by housing developments. Actually, it is hard NOT to  live in a housing development in this area. Case and point, my living quarters. I live in a three bedroom townhouse in Copper Oaks just across the Estero Bridge. And although I do love where I live, it is a concrete jungle where the most exotic animal there are the ducks on the man made pond in my back yard.

O'Mara, H. (2010). Colloquium Pictures. Fort Myers, FL, United States.

As I take a walk around my loop I am noticing the considerable adsense of any type of life. The developers have completely bulldozed it. It is almost hard to believe that it was once nothing but green trees and animals. The jam packed driveways and parking spaces have proven to me that there is no chance for sustainability here.

O'Mara, H. (2010). Colloquium Pictures. Fort Myers, FL, United States.

As sad as this seems I do find some solace in mydevelopment. It is on my back patio watching the sun set on my man made pond. All I need is my futon, my cat, and a glass of wine to erase all the stress and worries from everyday life. Watching the reds and oranges from the sun reflect on the lake makes me feel at peace and at home in the most unhomely of places.