Sometimes growth is about appreciating your own achievements, however small.
Like this diminutive jalapeño (actual size 2 cm approx), it might not be a record winner but I grew that. It even ripened on time unlike my earlier escapades with tomatoes, they eventually ripened in November. In a summer that wasn’t as good as it promised, I think that’s something.
Sometimes growth is about letting go.
We don’t always have to hold onto things. This is a Manky feather, literally and figuratively. It’s shorter than my index finger but it represents an awful lot of growth in this little blue tit’s life. I might hold on to this, being the sentimental fool that I am, but there are other things though that I need to let go of, sometimes I need to move on.
Today has been about Manky and his constant feeds. He’s doing so much better, more sparky and into food. Which is a good thing! And this afternoon he was reintroduced to his siblings after thirty six hours isolation in the ‘hospital ward’.
I am uploading more ‘previously taken’ photos as I couldn’t bear to go and take a deliberately unfocused one. However, as our challenger has done so herself, it seriously can’t be too much of a crime.
The first image is an old one which for some reason or other I have always had a soft spot for (which is why it never got deleted). It was shot in black and white purely to placate a very noise sensitive bridge model who hated any atmospheric humidity and as you can easily deduce, was done without a tripod. Never let your brother talk you into taking his lightweight tripod on a trip with you; you will promptly discover on arrival at your destination that it does not stand up. Quite why you will then feel compelled to carry the useless bundle of uselessness around with you for the next seven days is a matter that I never made sense of.
The next photo comes from a scenario that has a high chance of producing blurry, out of focus images: shooting from the car window. Moving car. It has never deterred me and although it may not be modest to say, I have managed to get some quite decent images in this way. (This isn’t one of them clearly). You’ve got to watch for foreground vegetation especially, that stuff always goes blurry. I wanted to use it in yesterday’s post but didn’t on grounds of it being ‘unfocused’, I call it ‘blurry’. But I think it’s captures that feeling of endless desert quite nicely.
So here you go, a second photo on this week of all weeks which, ironically, is highlighting some of our ‘bad’ shots:
For my first foray into the world of photo prompts, I’m cheating. I’m using an old photo because it just says it so well. Well, I think it does anyway. So apologies if you just think it’s just not cricket but at least I’m trying. (Very trying, my husband would say).
Together. It’s a beautiful thing.
It means love and laughter.
It means someone’s got your back whilst they’re at your side.
It means having someone to share with.
It means someone for the good times and the bad times.
It means having someone you can trust.
It means a problem halved.
Together. It’s a beautiful thing.
“If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together… there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart… I’ll always be with you.”