Young and old

Something a little different today, reflecting a pensive state of mind.

old and new

Nature is glorious, but matter of fact. New growth alongside, replacing the old. It’s more difficult to come to terms with that in relation to human life. A small part of my childhood, and my children’s childhoods, died this week. And it has caused me to turn inside, to consider relationships, to think about mortality.

And also the fleeting nature of beauty.

I don’t have the skills to capture the blossom falling in the wind yet. (I suspect I need a different setting to Av for that, and I don’t know what it is!) But it was so beautiful. This will remind me.

blossom

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