2045. looking back

going back. . .

stopping in for a visit 

with an old friend 

Now and then I enjoy looking back at what was. Looking at the past helps make sense of what’s going on now. How will we know it’s us without our past? It’s good to remember that some things change, some never do. We are who we are.

Here’s another old selfie. This one’s inspired by a Pierre Bonnard self-portrait. He’s one of my favorite French painters.

 

2044. for the love of life

new life grows

as the old fades away

tenderly

It was immediately apparent to me that someone took considerable time to carefully and lovingly braid all these leaves from spent daffodil flowers into beautiful braids. How wonderful to show admiration and gratitude for the life-giving forces of the earth. Here’s a close-up view—

2043. shopping for shoes….

close to the road

black cows in green grasses

in the rain

 

On the way home, after shopping for shoes, I was driving through the farm and saw them there close to the road—cows, black cows. I drove on thinking to myself, that might’ve been a good picture there. I’d seen those black cows many times but never so close to the road. I kept driving. I passed by a number of goats on the left and a small flock of wooly sheep on the right far off in the middle of the pasture, and more cows. It was one of those days, rainy and chilly outside. The animals never seem to mind. Why should I?  I turned around.