A big rain with flash flooding caused this creek to overflow. There was a lot of debris, including this rusted metal vessel, that lingered after the water subsided.
The large, weathered vessel certainly showed change from the ravishes of time. I wonder how old it is. I wonder where it has been and what it was used for. The mesh moon and star shapes intrigue me. Could it have been a fire pit of some kind? If so, who shared in its warmth?
Old items have stories to tell and this one seems a mystery.
Posted in response to the daily post weekly photo challenge to post a picture symbolizing transitions,change and the passing of time: delta
The change of season
Declares the age of beauty
This truth should not be hidden
Least not from ourselves
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What does change look like to you?
Flutter By, Butterfly
Gently on the wind
Float on by, Butterfly
Broken hearts to mend
Lift our spirits, Butterfly
Give us cause to play
Give us hope, Butterfly
Change will come our way
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Today, my brother said to me ” it’s amazing how we just adapt to some things.” We were talking about my mother and her struggles to walk. Sometimes change creeps up on us so slowly that we are amazed when we actually look back at how things used to be. My mother has long been forced to adapt to her growing need for assistance with walking and many other things. But, that doesn’t mean she has ever given up. She is a fighter and always does the best that she can under the circumstances. We love her more than anything, and she is an inspiration to us.
My mother lives with me and I am her primary caregiver, which is probably the most important role I will ever have in my life. So, I don’t have the time or energy for all the social gatherings I hear about. I cannot be as social as I used to be. I have adapted to my circumstances. I do appreciate the limited time I spend with friends. Usually, I choose to be at home. I am very fortunate to share time with my mother. I have learned that being adaptable does not mean giving up but rather making the best choices I can.