Comments on: Correction http://www.melindasnodgrass.com/musings/2007/03/31/correction/ Rational Life Sat, 22 Nov 2008 09:23:22 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.1.2 By: George R.R. Martin http://www.melindasnodgrass.com/musings/2007/03/31/correction/#comment-99 George R.R. Martin Sat, 31 Mar 2007 16:00:01 +0000 http://www.melindasnodgrass.com/musings/2007/03/31/correction/#comment-99 You know, it's interesting to make note of how our standards of beauty have changed over the centuries. The earliest Europeans to explore this part of the west were all pretty much in accord about what hideous, ugly, godforsaken, blasted places New Mexico and Arizona were. Hell's doorstep. On the other hand, the explorers raved about the incredible natural beauties and scenic splendors of Illinois, Indiana, and Ohio, those idyllic lands so like the Garden of Eden. They were looking at the world with a farmer's eyes, of course. And in their worldview, the grand canyon was an eyesore. You know, it’s interesting to make note of how our standards of beauty have changed over the centuries.

The earliest Europeans to explore this part of the west were all pretty much in accord about what hideous, ugly, godforsaken, blasted places New Mexico and Arizona were. Hell’s doorstep. On the other hand, the explorers raved about the incredible natural beauties and scenic splendors of Illinois, Indiana, and Ohio, those idyllic lands so like the Garden of Eden.

They were looking at the world with a farmer’s eyes, of course. And in their worldview, the grand canyon was an eyesore.

]]> By: Melinda http://www.melindasnodgrass.com/musings/2007/03/31/correction/#comment-107 Melinda Mon, 02 Apr 2007 01:52:51 +0000 http://www.melindasnodgrass.com/musings/2007/03/31/correction/#comment-107 I can understand that tension in the soul, George. I loved my house in Bernalillo and one of the reasons I loved it was the green pastures and the horses gamboling across the grass. Now I'm in love with my clifftop house and the spectacular vistas, but the dirt is filled with fist sized rocks and I had to use a pick to prepare the ground for my little Aspen trees. I can understand that tension in the soul, George. I loved my house in Bernalillo and one of the reasons I loved it was the green pastures and the horses gamboling across the grass.

Now I’m in love with my clifftop house and the spectacular vistas, but the dirt is filled with fist sized rocks and I had to use a pick to prepare the ground for my little Aspen trees.

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