“Come o’er the eastern hills, and let our winds Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee …”
-William Blake
Photo by Myra Lambino
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“Kiss. There are a lot of ways to capture a kiss, between two people – lovers, family, friends; two animals, or even just the sending or receiving of a kiss. I captured this kiss between two storks in Morocco. I felt lucky to have captured this moment.” (text and WordPress photo by Sara Rosso)
Some flakes have lost their way, and grope back upward when
Meeting those meandering down they turn and descend again.
The palings are glued together like a wall,
And there is no waft of wind with the fleecy fall.
A sparrow enters the tree,
Whereon immediately
A snow-lump thrice his own slight size
Descends on him and showers his head and eye
And overturns him,
And near inurns him,
And lights on a nether twig, when its brush
Starts off a volley of other lodging lumps with a rush.
The steps are a blanched slope,
Up which, with feeble hope,
A black cat comes, wide-eyed and thin;
And we take him in.”
-Thomas Hardy
Photo shot by Myra Lambino a week ago
in Big Bear Mountain, California
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The world did not end today as scheduled by doomsday interpreters of the Mayan calendar. And so, WordPress says:
“Surprise. There was talk of some sort of apocalypse today, but so far, so good. Big surprise! In honor of the world continuing, show me some surprises! xxx.”
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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