Posted on November 15, 2018
The saying “old age is not for sissies” struck me as being appropriate for this image. This gentleman was walking very slowly and deliberately down this empty corridor. He struck me as resigned to his condition and particularly brave about it.
Posted on November 11, 2018
For some the memories are painful.
Posted on August 25, 2018
I was on my way to get lunch today when I came across this guy sitting under an overpass asking for money. I stopped, gave him some, and had a nice chat. He was being treated at the nearby Massachusetts Hospital and had only nice thing to say about his doctors.
I gathered his cancer was very serious but his attitude was accepting of his condition. Looking at one’s death close up is hard. There is a Buddhist meditation theory that meditating on our death clarifies the mind and helps us to see things more clearly.
The gentle demeanor of this man was very powerful.
Posted on June 17, 2017
We were in Maine on Memorial Day and I went to the Rockport cemetery to take some photographs as a remembrance of the trip. It was foggy that morning and after a lot of attempts at pictures of headstones and trees in the fog, I settled on this one which hardly has any gravesites in it but is a rather haunting of reminder of the fate that awaits us all.
Posted on March 4, 2017
These were happy little spring flowers yesterday. They were peaking their heads up in the next block down the hill from us. Today with the wind chill, the temperature hovering just above zero, I’m afraid they’re no longer there.
Posted on November 7, 2016
Old Age Is Not For Sissies
Posted on June 12, 2016
Even close to death this peony was all perfume and dignity.
May we do as well.