Autumn Tradition

Joel and Jenny came for a visit and we went to the Flavor Fruit Farm and McCortie Park. Visiting these sites in Autumn has been a family tradition for about 25 years.

McCortie Park's main feature are concrete bridges, which appear to be wood, built over a small stream. The place used to be a ruins. However, time and the elements weren't as cruel as human neglect, indifference, and vandalism. The concrete eroded revealing the iron support bars; and the park felt like it was decomposing and gave off a horrifying vibe of violent suffering. But then, compassionate "friends" of the park raised money and hired artisans to repair and restore the bridges. Today visitors are less anxious when they visit. The park is on the mend and looking better than we have ever seen it.

Although the core of the old romance has returned, work remains. The effort is not complete and possibilities for the park are great. While I am pleased with the present restoration I still feel a little anxious for the future. I have a new anxiety. For now the public has easy access, but I'm afraid that the energy to "repair" will transform into "reinvention" and that there will be limited access to the park.

This was the first time I took pictures of the bridges from atop the hill. I like the look of the bridges from a distance, but walking over and resting on the bridges is better.