How do
we choose to live?
How do
we choose to walk on this earth through our lives?
More
importantly than our lives, what kind of earth do we wish to leave for
our children, a better place? Hopefully yes.
Recycle, reuse, restore, and most importantly, preserve. Preserve our
resources, our independence, our individuality, our passion for life,
our families, our faith, and our country.
Walk
lightly, walk honestly.
Since
the inception of the interstate transportation system, the 1960's, home
building and home ownership has shifted away from the individual architect,
the craftsman, building a home for and with the client, to an exercise in
generic sprawl. Continually chasing down the freeway to the next off-ramp,
the next less expensive track development built for no one in
particular and for everyone in general, we search for the American dream of
home ownership. This perimeter growth development pattern has it's
pluses to be sure, affordable housing as the main one, but at what cost?
"Our
houses are indistinguishable." We greet our neighbors by saying "I have the
same floor plan but reverse." We punish our kids by making them go
outside so they can't play Nintendo, as opposed to staying inside so they
can't play with their friends. What happen to the flag football games?
How do
we choose to live?
More
and more, we are gravitating to expressions of uniqueness, to older one of
kind houses, unique neighborhoods, downtowns and historic buildings
that speak to us their stories, separate and distinct from any other place
on earth. We crave for real and authentic in this world bombarded by
mass marketed sameness.
We seek
to live in a house that is an expression of our lives in harmony with its
environment, Reflecting our interest, our taste, our funkiness, our
passions, our personalities, a house that mirrors our soul as unique
creatures of god. Not right or wrong, or better or worse, big or
small.... just our house.
We are
blessed and we are grateful. We live in America, in one of the most
beautiful parts of earth. We are chasing a dream...we are flying...
| Up and down the coast, searching, downward looking, in estuaries and lagoons for a high perch to nest. A home is found, an old nest of years perhaps decades, overlooking the lagoon. It will provide a good beginning…. perfect for the Herons. |