Fall is coming upon us pretty quick – there is some reprieve in the air – not so many high heat index days and this is welcoming. Of all seasons, I do believe fall is my favorite and spring, of course, is second. Fall seems to ring in the seasons of sharing and caring with less concerns – the fiscal calendar ends – work is more routine and the days are softer.
Spring is joyous because of the newness of everything and it does naturally implore you toward accomplishments, which often conveys to work.
The little town of Carthage is undergoing spurts of change in preparations for winter and spring. A Bo Jangles was instituted and while not necessarily a sign of progress – it has instilled a need for the Hardees to tear down those walls and reface.
It is curious in an area of growth, why more sustainable planning isn’t enacted on the front end of development. It appears such a small community doesn’t see any infrastructure revitalization requirements because the infrastructure is nominal at best. Good people live in Carthage and they do deserve quality planning as the area grows because it is growing and it is going to do so on the terms of every proponent of change – whether good or bad, which doesn’t mean right or wrong.
The juxtaposition of farms to future requires a delicate balance and while Bo Jangles isn’t a dangling modifier – it is an express statement of the “potential” of change making its demands rather than citizenry demanding change in a proactive manner to meet their needs. Certainly, the citizens of Carthage on limited budgets may be better served by enhanced mom and pop shops or eateries with more eye on quality than quantity and the potential for the psychology of dining over fast food consumption.
Until next time . . . “Q” signing out . . .