Sense of Place?

What is my sense of place?

I was born in a city with parks consist of marbles and trees planted alongside the avenues. Although there are some countryside around the urban area, unlike my grandfather’s generation, I am a boy born among skyscrapers who have no interest in fields that grow rice or rapeseed, a source or oil in my hometown. Sometimes I do not understand why my mother and father are so passionate about those crops, but it seems like they have the sense of place as a shelter in their minds.

Field of rapeseed

Fortunately, I have visited some places outside my hometown. Despite the fact that I still prefer the destinations where you can find excessive human activities, I have been to some forests, seasides, and mountains. They are all great places for a number of people but me, even if I can appreciate more from there than those professional photographers. Also, they may not be able to be the so-called sense of place since I have been there as a visitor for less than a week.

Seaside

I tried to remember my first journey. My parents took a seven-year-old boy who got in the airplane for the first time to a national park. I picked up a wooden stick twice as long as my height with the imagination of a hero beating against antagonists. My father was still dynamic to play with me. We walked for a long time that makes me felt extremely exhausted. The river was a kind of nice and clean. There are trees with leaves in red, yellow and green, which I knew years later that people come to the park for seeing them. I do not clearly remember everything. I guess I had just graduated from kindergarten when I came there but I am not sure.

National Park

Nevertheless, it does not totally motivate my love to nature who still sleep well now. The journey was fun, the air was fresh, and the leaves are beautiful, however, I feel fine not to go to the similar spot twice. My passion ended with the visit naturally, or, compared to the biophilia people, it seems that I do not have any passion to nature. This is why I dislike the article by David Morr, I am not biophobia unless he think I am.

I like nature when no one takes photos beside me. I like birds, deers, rivers, beaches, grass, and even the avenue trees. They just cannot excite me enough to be my sense of space.