This morning at Real Toads Margaret offers us an Artistic Interpretation prompt titled ‘small town inspiration’
I have chosen this image from Peggy Viera as my foundation for a Haibun.
Bertha had been born in that house, built to accommodate the mill workers, and had lived there since 1927. She had worked in the mill as did everyone on the street at that time and now she was happy in her dotage, with grandchildren to watch over as they played on the delph, the open patch of land which was used by the community whose houses surrounded it on three sides. When the developers moved in the 1980’s the community objected. Fiercely. A long battle through the courts commenced. In the end Bertha’s photographs of the washing lines back in the day won the case. Common land. Proof of historical use. You can’t build here. It would be some more years before the builders, who held onto the land regardless, went into liquidation and the community whip-round paid for it’s purchase. The Delph is now a village green and protected for generations to come. Thanks to Bertha’s washing lines.
blowing in the wind
washing lines in the spring time
the answer my friend
Some years later new developers returned only this time for the Mill Pond land which lay behind the houses of Windsor Road.
They met with the same resistance and with the same fate.
Wanna play ‘where’s the scribbler?’