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
It has been a busy few days. I was on a three-day road trip with my family. We drove to Spokane, Washington. It was a special occasion. My granddaughter celebrated her 14th birthday. She wanted to go there to the malls, and to wander within antique stores and vintage shops, to find things for her bedroom.
All of my photos were taken from the car. I was a passenger.
I love silos. There is something about them that brings me a sense of peace. Maybe it is a combination of the farmland and its surroundings. I don’t really know, but there are moments we don’t need to necessarily understand the feelings we have.
This is another calming scene. I loved the wind-blocking trees to the right of the lake.
I loved how serene this setting looked from the car window. I saw it ahead of time, and was able to capture it just as we passed by.
One more capture of trees and a lake. I could feel the aura that the trees set off, as they called to me to capture
them, as a memory.
It was a lovely few days. It was wonderful to be a part of my granddaughter’s birthday weekend away. Once we returned home, on Sunday afternoon, we celebrated again, with other family members. Cake and presents were a part of it, of course.
She is such a caring and loving individual. I love the the person she has become so far, and cannot wait to see how she grows in character, in future years. She brings me joy, and love, and I am so grateful for all she does for me. I am blessed.
Thank you for visiting. I hope you have a lovely week.