Designed by Nature
A Smile at the Heart of Things
As I went out walking . . . these words are so often the path to wondrous discoveries. This day was no different, as I wandered about this two and a half acre patch of earth I call home.
The remains of a knee high weed, so full of life and green wonder just months ago. Its skeletal structure stripped to the barest of elements. Resting atop the low-lying and dried underbrush, the tendrils of both species intertwining for protection, from the ghastly wind that seems to blow constantly this time of year.
And I wonder, did this once knee high tall weed, knowingly leave its delicate remains, smiling out at the world? I would like to think so. This image recalls a favorite photographer’s words . . .
Often while traveling with a camera we arrive just as the sun slips over the horizon of a moment, too late to expose film, only time enough to expose our hearts. — Minor White
