The major religions speak of an end of days, or hold that there is an end to everything [the Bible, the Quran, the Vedas (Vedic scriptures)], except that the Buddhist texts put it this way: there is no beginning or end but infinite repeated births, changing from one form to another.
Here is my entry for the Weekly Photo Challenge: End of the World, este, er, Surprise.
A sunny day of apple-picking. J, L, Z, and Ztwo in an apple orchard, with more than a hundred trees heavily laden with luscious fruits all for the picking.
Surprise. They pick only a bagful, only what will sustain them for a week.
The world will continue.
But if we consume and burn the planet the way we do, Z’s granddaughter — and your great grandchildren — might face long-drawn floods, then long-drawn droughts.
They will reap what we sow, and it might not be apples.
Hopefully, we keep learning everyday, and finding better ways to live without destroying what gives us life. Surprise.
And that’s my post for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Surprise.
(Photo by Myra Lambino, apple-picking on a Saturday just a couple of months ago, Oak Glen, Yucaipa, San Bernardino Country about 80 miles from Los Angeles.)
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