A reflection on impermanence

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This evening, before writing this post, I went for a long walk, passing the local brewery along the way. Outside, right where my late husband used to sit and play, a musician played acoustic jazz.

Spring, on the surface, feels unchanged: flowers bloom, birds fill the air with song, children chase soccer balls across the park while parents coach from the sidelines or stretch out on the grass, soaking in the sun. These familiar rhythms create a comforting illusion of constancy, a sense of safety in repetition. But look closer, and the musicians on the outdoors venues, the flowers , the birds in the trees, the children and their parents, are rarely the same. The players are always being replaced in the quiet, ongoing game of life.

And maybe that’s what gives each moment its weight: not that it repeats, but that it never truly does.

All images are part of my GeoGalleries collection “Flower“.

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3 responses to “A reflection on impermanence”

  1. tierneycreates: a fusion of textiles and smiles Avatar

    I feel like you should write a book with your musings/reflections and amazing photography combined. This was quite the post. I too experience those type of memories of glimpse of my sweet previous life.

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  2. shoreacres Avatar

    You’ve actually illustrated your point with the tiny insect on the flower. In moments, that image would have changed: apparently the same flower, but differently seen.

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