I must be sharing some head space with Cheri at Word Press. I’ve been thinking about ephemerals as I photographed the woodland wildflowers a few weeks ago. An entire hillside was covered in trout lily, and I was excited at the prospect of seeing them all bloom at once. I went back two weeks later to discover that I’d missed it.
Fleeting. Short life cycles. Tomorrow is the 35th anniversary of the first time I kissed my husband. He died at the age of 47. “It’s not the years in your life, but the life in your years that counts.” That quote is attributed to Abraham Lincoln, and my sister-in-law read it at Jim’s memorial. Living, sentient beings change over time, rapidly or slowly doesn’t matter. We are all impermanent. Is that an aberration? Or is that just the way it is? Rage or accept as you will, the wheel turns, the cycle moves.
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Lovely wild flowers–I have some of those in my woodland area. They spark happiness as nature strut’s her beauty.
May flowers bring pilgrims to the woodlands from all over!
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Beautiful. I’m sorry about your husband. I hope the two of you had much life in your years together.
janet
Thank you; oh, we did! Much life…and 4 children.
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I got shivers when I read your post, Scilla. The photos are beautiful, the words are too true.
Not afraid shivers, I hope – wake up shivers are more preferable!
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Not afraid shivers, Scilla. I have a visceral response–or maybe I should call it epidermal–when something strikes an emotional chord. I get goosebumps and my scalp tingles.
Ah, very good, then!
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So true, live moves on relentlessly. Lovely captures Scilla.
Thanks, Elena. We capture moments for a moment…
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I had the same thing happen to me at me “secret” little honey hole of painted trillium this year. I checked on them one weekend and not even a sprout. Less than two weeks later and all but one was past,
Makes you all the more appreciative if serendipity should smile on you and you get to see all the glory one day! Thanks for visiting and commenting!
You’re very welcome. I’m still on the lookout for my filed of trout lilies. One of the wildflowers on my “list” that I always seem to miss when I do stumble on some.
From what I’ve just seen of your photos, serendipity smiles on you nevertheless! Stunning work…you have a new follower!
Why thank you very much, the ride may get bumpy at times, but hopefully you’ll enjoy it!
I’m a very patient person when it comes to my photography. When it comes to wildflowers, there’s always next year. With landscapes, there’s always next time. The thrill of the hunt is half the fun! 🙂
I always enjoy your writing and photographs!
Thank you! 🙂
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