Age and beauty. The more you attain of the first, the greater amount of help you'll need to retain the second. Just ask anyone in the cosmetics industry. Or last year's hottest fashion model.
Closer to home…if that flaming conflagration of birthday cake candles now sets off the smoke alarm, all you gotta do to dissuade yourself from thinking you're immune from the process is to take a long honest look in the mirror. Though not something I'd recommend if you're already on antidepressants.
Time always wins in the end—even with cheese and wine. The highest mountains eventually yield. Still, being past-your-prime doesn't inevitably mean a spontaneous loss of beauty.
Earlier this morning an aged dandelion bloom caught my eye. The bright yellow flower head had gone to seed. The remaining fluff ball had lost the majority of it silky-white "parachutes," which looked not only sparse but a bit damp from the dew.
Hmmmm…
I've gone to seed. Turned rather white on top. And lost a worrisome number of parachutes to life's prevailing winds. Moreover, I've lately been avoiding mirrors except to shave—and I then tend to look a bit sparse and damp myself.
I can't decide if there's a message here…or whether I want to know.
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Like I keep saying to my contemporary boomers -- it's all age appropriate! And isn't wisdom a kind of beauty? Well, your dandelion with it's perfect architecture certainly looks beautiful to me.
Cheers, Florence
Out to Pasture…
I agree that wisdom is a beautiful thing, though on a personal level, as a fellow Boomer, keep wondering when (or if!) I'll attain it. However, I'm in total agreement re. the past-its-prime dandelion…it is truly beautiful.
Hi Grizz - good words upon which to ponder. Age is a mystery as is time. Phew. Wisdom? Thank goodness it is unavoidable- all one has to do is live and the wisdom follows. It is our hope to buy our vegetable plants today. Heading out to an Amish farmer that has a greenhouse where she starts the vegetable plants. Oh the Western NY way of life :-)
Happy Saturday'
Love Gail
peace.....
Age is a state of mind..unless we count the number of pills we take every day! LOL Thinking' bout that birthday coming up?
May babies are the best!! Stubborn, but loyal! Lovely photos!
Gail…
I'm never sure whether I've become wiser, or simply been blessed by bullheadedness and a certain capacity for survival.…
Saw on FB all the work you've been doing around your new place, and it looks good. Skipp is turning into a real countryman! :-)
We worked both inside and out yesterday, and my body certainly knows it! More of the same today—carpentry, painting in the kitchen, grass cutting and perhaps flower planting outside.
Hang in there!
Moonmuser…
Hmmmm…an age-by-pill equation. That's new. I do 10 in the morning, 9 in the evening, counting vitamins and supplements. Big ones, little ones, most in hues of white or yellow except for a half-blue capsule. Personally I prefer keeping track in dog years. And yes, I'm aware of my pending birthday (May is indeed the very best time of the year in which to be born!) because my daughter is going to fix chicken and dumplings for my dinner—or at least a dinner around that time. Plus I'm thinking pancakes for breakfast and steak on the grill for lunch. So good eats all around (there will be something in dark chocolate, which goes without saying), family time, including the granddaughter and new labradoodle pup…how much more can a man need on his birthday?
Hi again - Skipp is quite the proud homeowner - and is very good at most everything. My Dad would have loved and appreciated his work ethic, values, man's man approach with a gentle and kind style, an all around really good guy. :-) As are you my friend, as are you.......
Today we are planting our herb garden and getting the soil ready for our vegetables. My daughter surprised us with a morning visit, turnovers and Danish pastry in hand - and an elephant statue for our garden - SO many blessings -
we just made a batch of meatballs which we will cook partially and then let simmer in my home made marinara sauce and cook some pasta later and have a nice glass o fred wine- we have a pinot noir mmmmmmm.
Happy Sunday
Love Gail
peace.....
Gail…
Well, we've fizzled out on our big workday plans. Got some, but not all, done, mostly due to kitchen paint which refuses to dry. The "4 hours between coats" has turned out to be more like 6 or 7…meaning the second won't be dry enough for me to install some things until about midnight. Which isn't happening. Now everything is piled in chairs, on tables and the floor, with no hope of getting it put away tonight, no easy way to cook much (I pulled out the counter tops this morning) and an unexpected mess.
Hope you and Skipp managed your gardening stuff. Feed him well—I know he's been a real jack-of-all-trades lately. And it sounds like you have that well in hand…your dinner sounds delicious. A meal fit for a genuine hard-working man!
It's my birthday time, too. I like the dog-year method as well!!
I forget what someone said we ought to do on may birthday ... hope I remember what and who it is in time...LOL
How is little one??!
Moonmuser…
My birthday falls on a weekday this year, so it's not likely we'll do much outside our usual routine on the actual day. I may try and spend part of the day somewhere afield if the weather permits and I'm not in the middle of some project here that needs finishing. In actuality, I'm pretty low key re. my own birthdays. I used to bake myself a chocolate cake, but haven't do so in years. A big dish of ice cream is about all the celebration I need. :-)
And thank you for asking…Anya Grace is just dandy!
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