“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:
… a time to tear down and a time to build…
… a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them…
… a time to keep and a time to throw away…”
(from Ecclesiastes Ch. 3)
There is a lot of tearing down and building going on in my neighbourhood this spring. (See also the Friday My Town post at my other blog.)
Instead of the old factory building (3rd photo) there will be new apartment buildings. All part of a strategy to create more housing in or near the town centre.
Four years ago I was looking for a new (although not brand new) flat myself and had narrowed my search down to two streets or areas. At the end of April, 2008, I got the lease contract on the flat where I now live, which is about 1 km from the sites where all the tearing down and building is now going on.
The other alternative I had in mind (although there were no actual openings there while I was looking) would have been closer to where all the action is now. I’m glad I ended up where I did.
When they’ve finished the new buildings down by the river, I might be able to just see the top of one of them from one of my windows (I think I read one is going to be 12 storeys high) but otherwise my view is likely to remain unchanged. (Well – for a while anyway…) And while they’re working on it, the noise is too far away to be bothering us here.
The housing estate where I live was built in the 1940s but in good repair. I do live among a number look-alike buildings, but they are only 3 storeys high, each no more than three entrances wide, and with lawns and trees etc in between; and I don’t have to walk far to see other kinds of buildings.
From one of my windows I see taller buildings but they are some distance away. In the summer I hardly see them at all because there is too much greenery in the way. Between “here” and “there”, there are trees, a football field, a railway, a street and on the other side of the street an old cemetery with more trees. And between those taller buildings runs the river.
Foggy November morning sunrise.
(In fog the far-away buildings disappear, too!)
End of March fiery sunset (from the balcony).