



Feral is an adjective that simply means having returned to an untamed state from domestication. Indeed. It makes me think of Dr. Ian Malcom (Jeff Goldblum) in Jurassic Park- when posed with the idea that we have some sort of control over nature, he says- "I am merely stating that uhh...life finds a way." I wonder about these houses. Who lived there? Who loved there? Why did they leave? Were babies born there? Did mothers and fathers die there? Were these someones dream homes? Did somebody sip lemonade on their front porch after mowing their front lawn and sigh, believing that they too had a piece of the American Pie? Click here to see more of James Griffioen's work about nature's beautiful indifference to us.
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