Beauty Haiku (Inevitable)
Our impression of beauty
Will change over time
The leaves are changing color here. Overall, the colors don’t seem as vibrant this year. People say that is because we have had drier weather. Still, I was struck by the beauty of this fallen leaf, bursting with bright color against the pavement, as I walked through the park on this chilly day. I can hardly believe that October is nearly over. Where has the time gone?
This is my tenth 2017 post for year three of Cardinal Guzman’s photo challenge, The Changing Seasons. You can post a photo gallery (V1) or a single photo (V2) that showcases your view of the month. You can check out the Cardinal’s page for the general challenge rules and join right in! His photos are fantastic! Like last year, I am planning to add a haiku along with my single V2 photo each month. Even though it has been said that a picture paints a thousand words, I like pairing pictures and words; both can still mean different things to different people.
All my previous Changing Seasons posts are in one place under the Changing Seasons header at the top of the page. Take a look around my blog if you are interested! Comments are welcome!
I have spent many hours over the last few days considering my genealogy and family history. I started a family tree and have been amazed to find that so many documents complete with information are readily available. I have been reminded of family stories and wished I had taken more care to note of the details.
It is fascinating to me to consider that these family members are not just names on a page, but real people that led up to my existence. It makes me want to learn more about their lives and the events of history.
I have been thinking about my mother as a little girl, trying to imagine her hugging her mother or sitting on her father’s lap. I have been thinking about my father as a young man ready to take on the world. I have been thinking about my place in history.
I have been thinking about the old and the young. We take aging for granted until one day our hair grays, our knees creak or we get a tinge in our back. It happens to us all. Still, some people seem to have a knack for staying young at heart.
My mother had physical ailments, yet she stayed on top of the news and liked experiencing new technology like ipads and facetime. She liked hearing about my day and sharing news I may have missed while I was at work. Staying in touch with current trends kept her young at heart.
My brother is an avid exerciser, lifting weights and staying strong. He says that it is important not to stop building strength so that you won’t lose ground. Working out and staying in good shape keeps him young at heart.
What do I do to stay young at heart? I think that learning something new is important to staying young at heart. Keeping up with technology, as best I can, means I am not left behind the crowd. Learning a new skill, like photography, keeps my wheels turning! Talking to old friends can be invigorating. And, taking notice of the simple beauty of nature and giving in to the amazement keeps me young at heart.
Today, the temperature was a record breaking 75 degrees so I sat outside on my back porch, reflecting on the past. I noticed a single dandelion, a pop of bright yellow cheer among the brown leaves on the ground. I took a moment to admire the contrast and the intricate detail of the tiny dandelion. I took a moment to live in the present, to appreciate the simple joy of now.
*posted in response to the daily post weekly photo challenge:
and also in response to the daily post daily prompt:
Young At Heart