Now is the time when I lament how nothing stays the same, and progress marches inexorably on. What other outcome can there possibly be when you think you've found a little slice of paradise? So it goes.

The beautiful little creek by my house, so full of fish and fossils and history, is soon to become the site of the new Schlitterbahn waterpark. And with, more people, traffic, pollution, millions of gallons of chlorinated water etc. So long old friend. Today I eased on upstream to my favorite fossil hole and found new silt fencing and clumps of trees fenced off, I guess they're going to expand the development now and they're marking for the new road. Oh well, it was the new development that gave access in the first place. Driving in I noticed some new no trespassing signs, and someone has restrung some fence across the creek. I think to myself "was that really necessary?". I had my answer a few hours later when driving out to go back home, there in the creek opposite the new sign & fence were 5 or 6 of our friends from south of the border, one with a cast net, one with a cooler, another with a face mask and homemade spear. It is not bad enough that most of this state is privately owned, we get people doing their best to justify fencing off every piece of open ground out there.

Ah well, there will always be another slice of paradise out there somewhere for me find. So it goes.