the mouth of babes

my daughters were playing outside today when surveyors came through the woods behind the house. meg came inside and upstairs into the room i was painting and tearfully asked if they were measuring the forest to build houses. sadly, they are, and i told her so. her tears increased as she looked up at me with her huge, brown eyes and said, "but all the deer will die and we won't see them anymore." i couldn't agree more, meg...it's heinous. man doing his best to rape nature and stuff as much of himself into the landscape as he possibly can. it made me cry. no one had to tell her what would happen. she just knew. and it broke her little heart. i wish there were more meg's in the world.