Looking out my window here in lover-ly Battle Mountain, I can see over the railroad tracks and directly at about half of Main Street (actually named Front Street I think, though no one here ever actually uses road names). The background for the whole area are large brown mountains, visible in nearly every direction. They turn reddish-pruple, then flaming orange when the sun sets, and I think they are quite beautiful, if not hauntily so.
not the best illustration of my description, but an idea at leastOur next door neighbors have been incredibly nice. We did not have power when we first arrived (it finally got turned on yesterday) and they let us run an extension cord to theirs so we could run some things. They even brought us dinner the first night we were here. We brought them chocolate cake in thanks. :) Our nighbors on the other side, though not in the RV Park, are alarmingly close and...umm..well lets just say they aren't the best maintainers of their single-wide.
The immediate area is pretty rough looking, though for some reason it doesn't have that feel. In any other location, I would be afraid to walk down the street alone, but for some reason, here the piles of car parts and weed filled yards are almost quaint. Even threatening looking KEEP OUT signs are comical and actually feel welcoming. There are a few well maintained houses sprinkled in the mix, tucked away between dilapitated mobiles and leaning fences.
We have taken severl walks out into the desert, and I have to say I love the openness and the dry air. The lonely landscape is comforting to me, much more so than the claustrophobic explosion of green that is Georgia.
Brave girl...it is a beautiful sunset :)
ReplyDeleteYou are ridiculous ... Only you would would find comfort amongst trash!!! ... You seriously better not come home ... you won't go back
ReplyDeleteUm wow, sounds...nice. :)
ReplyDeleteHaha it has it's own charm, to me anyway! And I'll be over for your B-Day Joyous :)
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