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Seven fading flowers and a quote…

As every flower fades and as all youth
Departs, so life at every stage,
So every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last forever.
Since life may summon us at every age
Be ready, heart, for parting, new endeavor,
Be ready bravely and without remorse
To find new light that old ties cannot give.
In all beginnings dwells a magic force
For guarding us and helping us to live.

Serenely let us move to distant places
And let no sentiments of home detain us.
The Cosmic Spirit seeks not to restrain us
But lifts us stage by stage to wider spaces.
If we accept a home of our own making,
Familiar habit makes for indolence.
We must prepare for parting and leave-taking
Or else remain the slaves of permanence.

~Hermann Hesse

The Glass Bead Game

Urban Simplicity.

Seven fading flowers and a quote…

As every flower fades and as all youth
Departs, so life at every stage,
So every virtue, so our grasp of truth,
Blooms in its day and may not last forever.
Since life may summon us at every age
Be ready, heart, for parting, new endeavor,
Be ready bravely and without remorse
To find new light that old ties cannot give.
In all beginnings dwells a magic force
For guarding us and helping us to live.

Serenely let us move to distant places
And let no sentiments of home detain us.
The Cosmic Spirit seeks not to restrain us
But lifts us stage by stage to wider spaces.
If we accept a home of our own making,
Familiar habit makes for indolence.
We must prepare for parting and leave-taking
Or else remain the slaves of permanence.

~Hermann Hesse 
The Glass Bead Game

Urban Simplicity.

Flowers in the morning, and a few words…

Like many of us, I have a stressful job. Some days offer more stress than others. Wednesdays are one of my more stressful days of the week. Today was/is Wednesday. But today (at my place of employment) was a special Wednesday (no need for explanation here, it just was), which made it even more stressful. I knew this when I went in this morning; I knew this when I woke this morning; I knew this as I left my house this morning. And then I saw these flowers growing (blooming) in my neighbor’s front yard. These same flowers come back every year. These same flowers buried just beneath the ground’s surface survived one of the harshest winters on record. But here they are. They are tightly closed in the morning, still dripping with dew. But in the evening they are fully opened reaching for the sun. They look–to me–so pure and innocent in the morning. Anyhow, before I left for work this morning I snapped a few photos of them. It was a sort of meditation for me, focusing on them in the early hours. My day was still crazy and hectic and stressful, but this took the sting out of it. At least a little bit.

Urban Simplicity.

Flowers in the morning, and a few words…

Like many of us, I have a stressful job. Some days offer more stress than others. Wednesdays are one of my more stressful days of the week. Today was/is Wednesday. But today (at my place of employment) was a special Wednesday (no need for explanation here, it just was), which made it even more stressful. I knew this when I went in this morning; I knew this when I woke this morning; I knew this as I left my house this morning. And then I saw these flowers growing (blooming) in my neighbor’s front yard. These same flowers come back every year. These same flowers buried just beneath the ground’s surface survived one of the harshest winters on record. But here they are. They are tightly closed in the morning, still dripping with dew. But in the evening they are fully opened reaching for the sun. They look–to me–so pure and innocent in the morning. Anyhow, before I left for work this morning I snapped a few photos of them. It was a sort of meditation for me, focusing on them in the early hours. My day was still crazy and hectic and stressful, but this took the sting out of it. At least a little bit.

Urban Simplicity.

Three more from a garden…

Though I took these photos today they are really a continuation of a previous post. My apologies if I’m boring you with flower photos all summer but I just can’t help myself…they look so beautiful to me when viewed up close. At any rate, there’s only another month or so of them left before we move into autumn (my favorite season)…at which time I’ll no doubt post photos of trees in transition. I really like all of these photos but if I had to choose just one it would be the one directly below…a droplet captured at its point of departure. Click any for a slightly larger view.

Urban Simplicity.

In the garden after the rain…

No this is not my personal garden, these photos were taken in the garden of my place of employment. I had mentioned a few times prior that I am lucky enough to work in a place with such a lovely garden (and one which I can walk when it is empty) and I often find it relaxing to look at some of the plants through the lens of a camera. Today I was feeling a bit stressed (not about work, about other things in my personal life) and on my lunch break I went out to snap a few photos. It had just finished raining, and these are the result. Click any for a slightly larger view.

Urban Simplicity.

The green and yellow right in front of me…

So am I the only one that cannot believe it is already the second week of August? As we enter the backside of summer I’ve been trying to appreciate it more by noticing the things right in front of me (which isn’t always an easy thing to do); but looking through a camera lens helps me do this. Anyhow, the vegetables are growing, quite literally, just outside my front door near the sidewalk, and the flowers are in my next door neighbor’s front yard.  

Urban Simplicity.

Super color burst times twenty and why I am thankful for it…

“If the only prayer you ever say is thank you, that would be sufficient.” 

 
In the general scheme of things I have so many things to be thankful for…but sometimes (oftentimes) with the business of life and distractions it is difficult to remember this. This week, for example, has been trying. Like much of the country we have been gripped with an intense heatwave. I do not have air conditioning in my house nor do I at work…the kitchen has been incredibly hot. At times I found myself speaking in single syllables to conserve energy (no joke). But still–when I consciously think about it–I am thankful for the job that I have…that I am good at what I do and still find it interesting and engaging. Another example (of how everything is really awesome but sometimes I don’t really see it) is represented in these photos. I’ve been having issues with my camera lens this past week and it’s likely I need to purchase another when I am already strapped for cash (if anyone has had this problem with their lens I would love to hear your comments), so I brought the camera to work with me as I often do with the intention of taking some test-shots on my lunch break. The garden where I work is incredible, it really is, and that alone is something to be thankful for. And as I took these photos sometimes the lens operated correctly and sometimes it didn’t. I was frustrated and really hot–sweat dripping from me in the noonday sun–as I stalked the garden in my chef’s uniform. But because of the malfunctioning lens it forced me to concentrate on what I saw through it. And what I saw was nothing short of pure unadulterated beauty. And for that I am truly thankful. As for the lens…it does seem to be on it’s way out (these were the better photos, many were blurry). I’ll get a new one eventually, somehow. But as I walked back to the sweltering kitchen I had the sense–as I do now typing these words–that everything will be fine, that I have much to be thankful for. And that feeling alone is enough to give thanks.

Urban Simplicity.