The weather buzzword this December is “polar vortex.” An Arctic air mass has drifted further south than normal, sending temperatures in the American Midwest plummeting into a deep freeze. Yet in a landscape frosted white, the usual Michigan suspects of woods, water, and blue sky provide grist for the photographer’s mill. And we know that beneath the snow lies a promise of spring’s return.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
When you have once seen the glow of happiness on the face of a beloved person, you know that a man can have no vocation but to awaken that light on the faces surrounding him. In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
Alas, Autumn’s golds are fleeting and too soon faded and fallen. But, we are promised the return of the greens of Spring.
I had the whole sky in my eyes and it was blue and gold.
Photo Challenge: Temporary
Autumn is a second spring, when every leaf is a flower.
Real generosity to the future lies in giving all to the present.
“Beauty, no doubt, does not make revolutions. But a day will come
when revolutions will have need of beauty.”
—Albert Camus, The Rebel