Beauty Passes

It really is hard to believe that just a couple of weeks ago I started photographing all the blossoms around the yard and field and even on the way to work and they are almost all gone now. I really do love the apple blossoms, or perhaps any fruit tree will do, but the frailty and short life span of those delicate and tender flowers of color has left me to pause today.


Aging, so many of us become concerned to a fault with the effects of growing older that we often don't take the time to just stop and enjoy where and who we are. Oh, sure, who doesn't want to look younger (16 year olds, for one group) in today's world, especially when age does not always mean respect and maturity, but often suggests slowing down and not being able to accomplish as much as when a younger person. We can overcome those attitudes from others and their prejudices by simply keeping a positive frame of mind and feeling and appreciating who and where we are in our hearts. The strength of your body is increased through systemic use of that body and our minds are no different. Why would I ever consider working in anything but the arts? The arts evoke thoughts, feelings and conceptualizations that cannot be compared to any other discipline. I am such a lucky human being.


On a different note, fruit blossoms are now being replaced by perennials and annuals in the flower beds that David and I built last spring as well as in window boxes around the house, beauty continues. They are in-your-face colors compared to the fruit blossoms, but so intense and gorgeous! The cycle of life and the coming of summer are wonderful times...