Bella Vista Beautiful Lady of Arkansas

consider that you have discovered a place that was once a exotic place for the rich and famous of the world which is in utter overgrowth of scattered blocks of fireplace blocks and cinder. a rather ghostly place that involves a long drive up a two way tree lined median that culminates to a circular drive. directly below the circular drive a few scattered fragments of old bottom buildings certain to have held whatever old hotels held in the past/ all these elements of the old place look over a summit which over looks a scalloped mountain edge into the new bella vista, Arkansan. now i have returned after a two month illness with my camera in hand and ready to scoop up the substance of this wonderful old place. alas, .....the ground is clear....... a big old yellow cat equipment has taken its very soul. there is no longer even the chimney within sight the old beautiful children playground that i walked on in my last visit is gone including the old jungle jim. even the rock pathways are gone and there is one piece of metal sticking up out of the ground in a mound of dirt as if it were calling for attention. nothing is here but the morning sun beating down on my head. i slowly withdraw my camera and decide to keep the picture of beauty in my mind from the first visit as i leave, i am too depressed to do anything except stop and view a giant blackberry bush bearing blackberries every where. i do not pick even one. too much has been taken from this place without ceremony. by janetta harrington.