Monday, September 15, 2008

Waste and destruction

"The current scene on Boutwell Avenue."

My home is in a rural village. Most of the houses here are still using septic tanks. Most of the septic tanks at the older houses are in various stages of failure. So, upgrades are needed.
We are also a rural village with beautiful lakes and thus, our village is a developer magnet.
I am unapologetically opposed to the development that is happening here. Not that the oppositional thoughts of a peon matter an iota in the big scheme.
There is a development going in at the end of our avenue. The development will be toy storage units -- huge storage units where environmentally unfriendly people with more money than brains can store their HUGE speedboats, quads and other weapons of environmental destruction.
Did I mention that the toy storage units are going on a large piece of property that not long ago was forest? It is a moon-scape now. When it was tree-covered, the property was providing shelter to deer, rabbits, many birds, squirrels, chipmunks and even a family of raccoons. There is no life there now.
The toy storage developer must hook up to the village's sewage system. Yes, the village has a sewage system -- however, only a few streets are piped into the system because the village cannot afford to create the necessary network of pipes and pumping stations.
As the developer is required to put in sewage piping, our avenue became eligible for sewage system too (and we are benefiting from this, no doubt about it).
At present we have a giant hole and many giant pieces of equipment in front of our home. The horrible house-shaking noise of the above-noted equipment begins at 7 am. Motors start, the nasty back-up beeping sounds begins and none of this ceases until after 4 pm. It's very stressful. None of us in this household are sufficiently stress-hardy enough for this test of our endurance. We're struggling.
On this avenue we expect autumn guests -- deer and bear coming to feed on the plums and crabapples. Not this year. The noise and huge heavy equipment have chased away the wildlife.
Always a trade-off, it seems, and always the environment is the loser.
We are benefiting from this development. We will be able to hook into the sewage system at less expense than trying to upgrade our septic sewage system any other way.
My whining is about the "big, noisy invasive" nature of the whole picture -- the loss of a lovely forested area sacrificed for rich people's toys and the loss of privacy and quiet on our little cul-de-sac.
I won't get over the loss of forested area. But in a few months when I don't have to worry about septic tank issues, I'll be more gracious in my words about the mess on the avenue.
I suppose if I had little boys in the family this would be a great adventure. Can you imagine how grand it would be for little guys to watch big diggers and such all day long?

1 comment:

Susan said...

That's so sad. I remember Sicamous as a quiet town with scenic vistas everywhere I looked.