There are times when I want to burn images into my eyes. I want to save them in a secret golden box of visual memories for a time when I am perhaps very old, or perhaps very sick or perhaps very sad and blind to the beauty that remains constant in the composition of leaves and skies and foggy mountain horizons.
spanishwoods 
I know just what you mean. 🙂
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🙂
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It is a powerful desire.
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Yes, it is.
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We’re all, trying to, hold on to the memories that we have acquired in life…
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Very true.
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Oh if only !!!
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Right?!!
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Every time she forget how beautiful she is, I wish I could withdraw one of my own memorial stills, and deposited them in that bax…
hoping that she would see and feel again, happiness, and re-ignite her joy flame…
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I am sure she can see it reflected in your eyes.
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Always trying to maintain a balance between the old and the new. Enjoyed your photo Sylvia, great composition. –Curt
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Thank you Curt.
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Amazing, incredibly beautiful.
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Thank you.
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Somehow, I doubt you will ever be blind to the beauty.
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🙂
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I agree with Robert!
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🙂 🙂
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Sometimes I wonder if easy access to capturing photographs (cell phones etc) makes us less likely to deeply register a moment, because the technology becomes a buffer. One the other hand, perhaps the action of taking a photo and going back to reference it builds remembrance. In any case, thank you for the lovely words and photo.
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I’ve wondered the same thing Jan, even of myself. The desire to document tiny things (like a pine cone that I stepped on) has actually made me more open to appreciating that which surrounds me.
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This awareness is so evident in your writings.
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