I’m always one to be fashionably late to a party. Or I bring up the rear. Or I have two small kids who decided that naps were for sissies today.
Anyway, Shannon had put together a fun little photo experiment called Around the world in 80 blogs. Basically a photo essay of sorts of what it’s like where you live. And it sounded like a lot of fun….
Now, yesterday was shit weather. Piss pouring rain. I had some ideas, but it was just dreary and disgusting out. But then I remembered I do have some pictures of my area, AND some of our best good friends also live in the area and are empty(ish) nesters and have a LOT more time than we do to devote to exploring with a camera. So thankfully, Buzz let me borrow some of his photos too. So I can participate after all.
When I first thought about where I live, I thought to myself. What the hell am I going to take pictures of? The countless strip malls? Target? My local outlet mall extravaganza? It’s pretty suburban and boring here, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized we do have some history here.
I live in a hodge podge area. I’ll call it RoyersfordCollegevilleLimerickUpperProvidencePhoenixville (aka, the Philadelphia burbs). Because when you get right down to it, it’s really just one big town, and the city lines tend to blur a bit. We have a lot of major pharma in our area. Because of that, a lot of your typical neighborhoods look like this:
Your basic cookie cutter neighborhood, most of them built within the last 8-10 years. They go up overnight, taking over the miles of farmland that once filled the area.
I’m lucky though, because there is actually still a farm behind me, which I love, because from my office window, I have this view:
I don’t get to see this type of view very often. Which really sucks because it’s very pretty when it looks like this. Like something out of a Christmas card.
The original part of town looks very much blue collar and kind of depressed. Not much of it has changed since the town was founded:
(photo taken by Buzz) This is where the “local color” hangs out.
And this is where the soccer moms and suburbanites hang out:
That’s our local YMCA. It’s pretty posh. For the money we spend to be a member there, it damn well better be.
One of the things I feel privileged to live near is this:
(another of Buzz’s fantastic shots). It’s the Limerick power plant. Once a month they do an alarm test. It’s such a creepy sound and it’s annoying that it always falls during the kids’ naptime. It’s also comforting to know that if there were ever an explosion or a meltdown, we’d be blown to smithereens. And right below on the horizon of the power plant is suburban shopping in all its glory:
If you couldn’t tell, that’s a stock photo. But who wouldn’t want to shop for great deals while looking at the scenic nuclear reactor silos? The Limerick that I live near? Not nearly as cool as the original Limerick, Ireland, I assure you.
But of course, we are lucky to have one of the country’s most beautiful and historic parks:
This is just one of those great national treasures so rich with American history, and it’s practically right in my backyard.
So there you have it. Suburban Philadelphia. Sorry I didn’t get a chance to get a photo of my local Target, where the other half of the soccer moms hang out.