Happy 02/02/2020 yappaH
Frankly, I've been uncertain which way to go today on this post. Balance or unbalanced. The continued cruelty being propagated by our so-called leaders is hard to take in stride. I know, there have been equally rough times nationally from the beginning of time, but this seems so unnecessary for 2020. There are those pesky life-of-the-planet issues that need our attention and energy instead. How unfair that it becomes necessary to monitor the bad behavior, for example, by so many who call themselves leaders, all of whom should know better.
Also, we have flowers coming up -- in January -- and so far hardly any snow! Coca-cola recently decided not to find alternatives to their well known plastic bottles -- "because our customers prefer the traditional bottles." What, are they drinking the bottles? Why do they have "no idea how many bottles Coke adds to the enormous piles of plastic" already floating around and harming us in the ocean?
Then there's the long contentious stretch ahead until the next election....
For me, today's thanks go to all the artists and writers and poets who do the hard work of thinking these things through and speaking up from their hearts. I for one really appreciate the presence of a new idea or a new way of perceiving something. Or, as in photography, a new way of looking at things. GO, CREATIVES!
So what photos do I share today. I think a few more of my hidden favorites are good for the looking and for my soul. Thanks as always for taking what you want to from this blog, and then going on to something else in your life. We are each holding up others we touch.
ballet student dances with Van Gogh's A Starry Night, several years ago |
pond tree, in progress |
last year, lilac |
nearby family cemetery, with mist and meadow and marker |
another pond -- and my home, again several years ago |
view #1: road side daylilies |
view #2: side by side, those liilies with the center line |
along the way home, hilltops and curves -- and trees |
Here's to nature's gift of resurgence with months of merely hidden inner beauty.
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