to my collection. I haven’t seen this scarf printed yet. I’ve placed an order though. It’s one of my favorite photographs that I’ve ever taken. I shot this one week after my 50th birthday. I didn’t intend for the title—fading beauty to sound like a lament of any kind. I truly find beauty when things are “fading” and changing. Although I miss a few things about being younger, I was fine saying goodbye to my forties. I like my fifties…so far anyway.
I wanted to share the image. Here’s the link to my site.
“The power of finding beauty in the humblest things makes home happy and life lovely.” ― Louisa May Alcott
When my flowers are on their last leg I put them outside on my front porch. They’re visible then from my living room and I like seeing how the elements affect their beauty. It’s gotten cold here in Burlington, VT and yet, as they fade, the flowers take on a certain strength of character in their inevitable demise. It seems like an appropriate metaphor about life to keep in mind. Chin up folks…we can’t stop what’s coming, but we can stand as tall as possible for as long as possible.
Today: I am grateful because I think it is just a cold. Now, with a new lease on life I am dreaming of flowers. I am going to snip some branches of apples, magnolias and forsythia and in roughly two weeks I will have blossoms. We all need things to look forward to and when the days start lengthening it seems like the perfect time to force some flowers.
This is a sketch of some unknown flora…so friendly looking, don’t you think?