Even the sound of our breath
can be too loud for serenity
Be calm with the entries in the Weekly Photo Challenge: Serenity
winter spring summer fall
“The heart’s seasons seldom coincide with the calendar. Who among us has not been made desolate beyond all words upon some golden day when the little creatures of the air and meadow were life incarnate, from sheer joy of living? Who among us has not come home, singing, when the streets were almost impassable with snow, or met a friend with a happy, smiling face, in the midst of a pouring rain?”
Myrtle Reed, Old Rose and Silver
Best is a relative term – meaningful is that place in our memory jogged by the split-second of a photograph. See the year in pictures at Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Your 2012 Outdoors and Nature.
Solitary has as many definitions as entries in this week’s Photo Challenge and is, as we have seen, not a state unique to humankind. Our barbet, although spoiled and overwhelmed with love, knows the meaning of “alone”. Lonesome for his friend, even the first snows of winter do not deter him from his vigil – he sends his doggy thoughts across the fence and waits patiently. The reward is in the simple pleasure of play.