Early morning on September 11, 2009
I like how the water is trickling, quietly.
The morning shadows followed me around campus early today. I arrived before students showed up, and I walked to a quiet fountain to reflect on events of 8 years ago. As I fought tears, I saw more beauty surrounding me than I knew existed. It is as if the tears washed away the dust of my eyes.
Suddenly, everything looked fresher but wise none the less.
Even the sky looked hopeful.
3 comments:
What is that beautiful flower? Whatever it is, I'm in love with that and your pups. You take particularly striking pictures of dogs; unlike people though, dogs don't have a bad side.
Hi Brenda. Thanks for the profound and encouraging post.
The flower is on a bush - a mexican bird of paradise. Not at all like (in botanical terms) the tropical bird of paradise, but I think the colors are similar. The MBP grows easily in our desert environment.
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