How quickly things change. It may be the weather, or it may be our circumstances. But we must be prepared for change.
How quickly things change.
Blue sky swamped by stormy clouds.
Here it comes, again.
How quickly things change. It may be the weather, or it may be our circumstances. But we must be prepared for change.
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My! How things have changed
What we now take for granted
Once was very strange
Smouldering ashes;
Paper turned to grey powder.
Evidence destroyed.
In an age when we have been trained to discard things very quickly and replace them with something new, would it not be good to remember that the discarded item was once useful, valuable, necessary, even. Often, when we make a new purchase, we praise it highly, boast about the “bargain” that we struck, and tell others that we don’t know how we ever managed without it. So what changed? Why is a perfectly useful item no longer necessary? Like this door, have we forgotten its value?
Old doorway now closed.
Ivied frame sealed shut with age.
It once was useful.
We were sitting at the picnic table, enjoying our lunch on a visit to the Museum of Welsh Life at St Fagans when I noticed this old doorway, surrounded by ivy. I was struck by the way the ivy frames the door, and the contrasts between the various colours and materials.
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Stop! Go no farther!
Power lines fly overhead.
Peace in the distance.
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