Sometimes the photos I get off my camera surprise me. Or the way they roll off the memory card surprises me.
Take, for example, this late April day in which this:
Desert Bighorn Sheep skull/horns, l-o-n-g dead
and this:
First sunflowers of spring -- Stemless Woollybase
were discovered four feet apart on a ridge behind my house. As a park interpreter, I am trained to see themes. What am I supposed to infer, except that death and new life are intimately related?
Am catching up with your blog after being gone for a week. Congratulations on passing the test…all the pics were great, letting us see what goes on in a rescue! That’s something I don’t want to experience. It’s good that you get to spend some time with Ilsa…is she enjoying the time in Arches? Have a great weekend!
Comment by Chichi — April 30, 2010 @ 9:03 am |
K,
I believe your interpretation is correct. I tend to think of death & birth as the bookends on this flickering event we call life. They are only words – symbols to represent a momentary spark in the ceaseless seas of existence. Like us, the arches you love also have their births and deaths – all part of the even grander cycles of time. And at the other end, the eternal atoms dance their eternal rhythms.
How can you not love it?
Comment by leroque — May 2, 2010 @ 8:28 am |
On a slightly less philosophical note, the skull of the bighorn sheep looks like a large-mouth bass.
Comment by Marta — May 18, 2010 @ 9:30 pm |
How I laughed! I need people to point out the Humorous sometimes. Thank you.
Comment by kath56ryn — May 20, 2010 @ 12:39 pm |