Beginnings and endings pile up upon each other, mostly unnoticed. Days, hours, and minutes begin and end without fanfare—the beginning of breakfast, the end of an orange, the beginning of a glass of smoothie.
Some are attention-seeking: the beginning of a wail
Some are gigantic: the end of the flagpole in Fort Tryon Park, blown over by Hurricane Sandy
Some are reassuring: the beginning of new relationships with extended family
Some are humble—the end of a persimmon
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I'm a little slow posting today. We've been back from California two days, but I'm still disoriented by jet-lag and forgot that today was Friday! All of the photos were taken in California last week, with the exception of the blown-over flagpole at Fort Tryon Park.
3 comments:
You have a great eye.
Oh my...are those fresh oranges and avocados off a tree in CA? ♥
These photos are so stark. I especially love the first one.
When I thought of this theme I also thought about the perpetual cycle of beginnings and endings, failures and fresh starts. I really wanted to post for this theme but it was all I could do to just show up for PW. Thanks for your comment there, by the way. You're in my thoughts!
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