I enjoyed coming upon this scene, the deteriorating architecture with its many textures and layers.
One could compare the setting to be an analogy of our own life, which is also filled with many textures and layers. Each minute creates new illuminations of our physical being, our landscape through which we grow, mature, learn from lessons that might not have been successful.
But, then, what is successful to one person, is another person’s success, through failed attempts, but within those attempts we learn what path to continue on, and our textures become survival layers. I dislike using ‘failed attempts’, and rather see the attempts to be negative aspects from which positivity blooms.
We all, and I do mean ‘all’, have gone through issues that we have overcome. Do not let any negativity hold you back from moving forward, and building new layers, from the textures of life.
Shabbat Shalom to those who celebrate. Everyone, I hope you have a lovely weekend. -Lorri
Here are four more photos from the Mother’s Day outing with my family. The lavender farm is not only a beautiful and serene place to spend some time, but also there are some nostalgic illuminations within the acreage.
To me, this illuminated nostalgia, and I thought it was a lovely setting.
So many plants all around, so little time. Lol. I totally enjoyed all of it.
I loved the image above, with the shed and the old truck. I adored the green shutters against the wood exterior.
The gardens were lovely. This particular setting was a very minute, minuscule portion of the varieties of lavender plants that were on sale, in various sized pots. I liked the sign against the fence posts.
My father would have loved wandering through the fields. Happy 106th Birthday, dad. I love and miss you. You blessed my life with your short 45-years in this realm.
Thank you for visiting. Have a lovely day. Be well, be safe.
My daughter, son-in-law, and two grandies spoiled me for Mother’s Day.
They took me on a scenic drive to a farm, a lavender farm, and as you can see, the lavender was not in bloom.
Who needed the lavender, with such fields of serene beauty.
Before we got to the farm, we had lunch, and walked a bit through the town center that we were in.
Then, we drove to the farm.
If you know me, you realize I like to take captures that might perplex others. It is my way of being.
I see certain qualities in a vision in front of me, and just have to catch the moment.
There is a lot to be said for all of the lovely greenness that surrounded us. That, in itself,
was absolutely amazing, and worth the drive.
Of course, no day trip is complete without purchasing items. I bought English lavender plants, and also French lavender plants. My son-in-law snuck in a beautiful ock, with a lavender painting on it, into a bag of lavender tea cakes, and sachets, that I had purchased.
There were other gifts, that we exchanged at home. But, the greatest gift of all was to be with family members in an outdoor, stunning setting.
I did finish reading The Hour of the Witch. It was quite the amazing novel. I would rate it four stars out of five stars. The historical information was excellent.
Last night I had dinner at my daughter’s house. We had tacos, for Taco Tuesday. They were delicious. My daughter made a scrumptious Lemon curd pie. Oh my goodness, I am drooling thinking about it.
I hope you are all well and safe. Have a nice rest of the week. Thank you for stopping by.