Thank you. I started a series a while ago of “Everything is temporary” shots. Once in a while I revisit the thought. But as Javier noted, love for a child is never temporary and so this particular thought that sometimes makes me sad and sometimes relieved, is not altogether true. As always, no absolutes in life.
Love this one. Beautiful done and great comments. “No absolutes in life.” Truth. Thankfully, we leave something behind every moment of our lives. I’d like to think that lingering throughout “old” age will leave a trail of wisdom for others to feast on.
Old snags often end up in my photos. This reminds me of how the trees were downed at Mt. St. Helens, which is another reminder of temporary. New growth is taking place there, however, and some of it is using the old logs for nourishment. It is a reminder of nature’s endless cycles of death and rebirth. –Curt
Reminds me of all the ancient juniper trees where I live, some of which appear to be totally dead, but actually have branches with healthy needles here and there.
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except the love of the parent for the child. It last a lifetime, practically for ever
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That is very true.
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Love it… I have one of these as well… A photo, I mean
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Objects in decay can be so very beautiful.
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Everything is always more future and past than now. Now is so short. It just disappeared, again.
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Exactly right.
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This is so touching and very deep.
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Thank you. I started a series a while ago of “Everything is temporary” shots. Once in a while I revisit the thought. But as Javier noted, love for a child is never temporary and so this particular thought that sometimes makes me sad and sometimes relieved, is not altogether true. As always, no absolutes in life.
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Love this one. Beautiful done and great comments. “No absolutes in life.” Truth. Thankfully, we leave something behind every moment of our lives. I’d like to think that lingering throughout “old” age will leave a trail of wisdom for others to feast on.
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Beautifully said.
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Old snags often end up in my photos. This reminds me of how the trees were downed at Mt. St. Helens, which is another reminder of temporary. New growth is taking place there, however, and some of it is using the old logs for nourishment. It is a reminder of nature’s endless cycles of death and rebirth. –Curt
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Right. Those cycles always bring peace to my mind.
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Reminds me of all the ancient juniper trees where I live, some of which appear to be totally dead, but actually have branches with healthy needles here and there.
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I love the smell of juniper. You’re lucky to see and smell that every day.
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