So Soon It Ends

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night….Anon

Stone Fruit Still Life

I rarely, very rarely, do any still life photography. Today is a rare exception. My wife has a distinctive collection of antique stone fruits in an old woven wire bowl. Here is a low light, closeup view of it. The nice colors are the result of Fujifilm’s fine color science.

The Younger Generation

These two pumpkins were sitting in a Beacon Hill entryway as I clumped down to Charles Street to buy our Sunday Papers. I initially thought I would title this image “Mother and Child” or “Still life with Pumpkins”. Those titles probably would have worked OK but I think the current one works better.

Society is always at a time when the young start replacing the old in leadership positions. That transition is particularly relevant in today’s fractious political climate. I fervently hope that those who will lead this nation in the years to come take their increasing responsibility VERY seriously.

And you thought this post was only about a photograph of pumpkins!