There was a time not so long ago when I stood tall, but bent; drying without a fight; willingly succumbing to the human drought and embracing a future as a fire starting weed.
Yet I say ... there is potential in every withering sward. Else I wouldn't have such a lovely photograph, non?
You may look in the mirror this morning and see nothing particularly significant - perhaps you are suffocating, perhaps you are bitter, perhaps angry, outraged or discouraged. Come and I shall catch your beauty with the lens of my heart. Then I will turn the viewer toward you and let you see what I do.
You shall be surprised!
13 comments:
Just what I needed. I was feeling a little dryed and worn out this morning. Your post reminded me it's really not that bad.
Allison, I like your words "there is potential in every withering sward". It is true and goes very well with your beautiful pictures of withering plants.
What a beautiful uplifting post Allison...This is why I love to come here and visit you :)))
I would love to have such a mirror, especially at 6 o'clock in the morning:)
Each dying, withered flower is the carrier of millions of seeds for producing beautiful new blooms in the next season! Great post!
I love your photographs and thoughts Allison.
Costas
that was honestly heart-touching today. :)
The promise of renewal, always.
As much as I feel like this I don't think I will look as beautiful as that sunflower. It's awesome.
"Come and I shall catch your beauty with the lens of my heart." What a gifted writer you are! I will carry this post in my heart and mind for quite a while, I think. :-)
Love you,
Debbie
great post
Your words are as lovely as your photos.
I just love hearing about your life. :)
Some good reminders and beautiful photos
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