Taking a walk, I have a sense that the lake, the mountains, the city, and I are miniatures under the great dome of the Sky. We exist in a terrarium organized precisely for this time and place. All part of a perfect tableaux, each element is fragile and fleeting but necessary for the particular moment. In an instant, the scene will shift and all will change.
I am simply blown away by this blog Barb! I don't even know what or how to comment -- it would be like trying to add something to my favorite poems. I'm incapable.
ReplyDeleteEvery post is just perfect.
Hello~~!Barb.
ReplyDeleteEvery element exists every moment. They are fragile and beautiful. I feel happy that I am a part of this world ,and can share your blog now! It is magical.
Have a nice day.
“Tomoko”
The gorgeous azure ice and sky-colored ice and coyote tracks on the Denver horizon from your Live and Learn blog fit into the theme of this post very nicely as well. Ice melts, tracks melt. There is power in the memory of beauty.
ReplyDeleteAt times I do feel like a tiny little ant on this huge Earth! I can't wait for the changes to come, warm air and green. I miss green!
ReplyDeleteLove Di ♥
I feel like this too. Thank you for putting it into words that only you, you at this moment in time have done.X
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written! And gorgeous shot too.
ReplyDeleteI had to look up vivarium... what a nice metaphor for our little (in the grand scheme of things) biosphere!
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful. 'All part of a perfect tableaux, each element is fragile and fleeting but necessary for the particular moment.' Are we open to those changing and diverse scenes day by day?
ReplyDeleteAnd, isn't it a beauty?
ReplyDeleteA beautiful world. Complete.
ReplyDeleteEphemera - life is a series of changing moments. The trick is to stop and appreciate the beauty as you so artfully do.
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