It makes the world go 'round. I think? If one does not progress then one will surely die a lingering death. Progress always makes me think of a Joni Mitchell song; Big Yellow Taxi. "They paved paradise and put up a parking lot." She is one of my heroes. An artist. A true artist to my way of thinking. Anyone who can write such exquisite lyrics and music, as well as paint incredible images is just brilliant in my book. Which brings me 'round to this. In my somewhat smallish hometown, we are progressing. In a couple more years, or less, we shall have a new airport. Not a large, commercial airport, just one to accommodate private jets. It will accommodate the captains of industry who must travel from far away places to our small city. New industries that will make solar panels, cars, appliances, even shipping all those "cannot live without items" from Amazon, to name a few. It will assist in providing new jobs for our depressed economy. All those things that we need to progress. So, why am I spouting about all this? The airport will encompass the land where I grew up.
And progress we must? Reproducing my great grandmother's quilt. And in doing so, I am progressing in my own way. I can only hope that it is the right thing that we are all doing.
