My city is growing. On every corner, they are building condos, apartments, and retail where once was just one building or one house and a lot of trees. Big beautiful oaks and poplars that shade the streets close to uptown—trees which are part of what make this city special.
As you might imagine, I don’t always view this construction (or infill as they call it) as progress. It does create jobs, but I often wonder at what cost. I know old growth doesn’t last forever, but in the place of a decades-old maple, they will plant a significantly smaller tree (which might die). There is flooding where once there was none, and the tree canopy that shades us in the sweltering heat and gives us a green place to relax is being damaged and diminished.
What I see now are sideways trees pulled up by giant earth movers, piles of red dirt, and the rising steel frames of buildings.