Lucette had picked a branch of cherry blossoms to adorn our living room. It sat in a vase and charmed us until it was just too tired to do so anymore.
As I went to dispose of the branch, I noticed how exquisite the wilted blossoms were. Like little fairy dresses from a bygone era. Such beauty in that which has grown weary.The reminder was timely. Weariness reveals itself in time and age, yes. But also in effort, hope, heartbreak, patience, sadness, even love. However, beauty is not lost in weariness. It just takes on a different form. Quiet, a little fragile perhaps, but if one is willing to adjust the gauge ... beautiful indeed.
You gave abundant showers, O God;
you refreshed your weary inheritance.
Psalm 68:9
you refreshed your weary inheritance.
Psalm 68:9
pretty and meaningful post. And I like those photos.
ReplyDeleteThis is a beautiful piece. I agree - they look like fairy dresses and may never be able to see a wilted fruit blossom any other way. These dresses look to have been through a long bit of fairy dancing.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea that weariness doesn't diminish beauty. I may just write this on my mirror.
I so enjoy your shared thoughts.
I LOVE these photos! You did a really beautiful job.
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