Remember that this winter won’t last forever.
The rain will come.
And once again, you will touch the earth and beneath your fingers, a seed will grow.
“Miracles do happen.
You must believe this. No matter what else you believe about life, you must believe in miracles.
Because we are all, every one of us, living on a round rock that spins around and around at almost a quarter of a million miles per hour in an unthinkable vast blackness called space.
There is nothing else like us for as far as our telescopic eyes can see.
In a universe filled with spinning, barren rocks, frozen gas, ice, dust, and radiation, we live on a planet filled with soft, green leaves and salty oceans and honey made from bees, which themselves live within geometrically complex and perfect structures of their own architecture and creation.
In our trees are birds whose songs are as complex and nuanced as Beethoven’s greatest sonatas.
And despite the wild, endless spinning of our planet and its never-ending orbit around the sun–itself a star on fire–when we pour water into a glass, the water stays in the glass.
All of these are miracles.
The gum stuck to the bottom of your shoes is a miracle of stratospheric proportions: that there is such a thing as gum, such a thing as a shoe, such a thing as a human being.
I mean, what are the odds?
Think of the actual physical elements that compose our bodies: we are 98 percent hydrogen and oxygen and carbon.
That’s table sugar.
You are made of the same stuff as table sugar.
Just a couple of tiny differences here and there and look what happened to the sugar: it can stand upright and send tweets.
Because the sun seems yellow and friendly and we only notice the air when it stinks and we take all of this existing business entirely for granted, it’s easy to forget or not even consider in the first place, not even once, that the fact that we exist, that we are a we at all, is the very definition of a miracle.
Miracle: an effect or extraordinary event in the physical world that surpasses all known human or natural powers and is ascribed to a supernatural cause.
It is simply a miracle that you woke up this morning.
And it is a miracle that, in billions of miles filled with blackness and rocks, you were born.”
- Augusten Burroughs
Well, it hasn’t been spring quite long enough to start posting new buds and and blossoms, but I have at least been inspired enough to dazzle up a few photos taken over the last little while.
The seed of the chinese bamboo tree spends five years under the ground with no growth whatsoever but in the fifth year it grows over 80 feet tall, have a little patience in life, your success might just be around the corner.
- Dade Keshinro
The greatest oaks have been little acorns.
- Thomas Fuller
She was bendable light: she shone around every corner of my day.
- Jerry Spinelli
The obstacles you face are… mental barriers which can be broken by adopting a more positive approach.
- Clarence Blasier
I’ve got nothing to do today but smile.
- Paul Simon
I’m in my usual winter-photography slump. It’s a drag and I used to get rather worked up about the fact I wasn’t feeling inspired, but here’s the deal: it will end.
The days get longer, the sun gets warmer, and most importantly, things start growing again. Come April, when green is shooting out of all the forgotten corners, I’ll be back, camera-in-hand, inspiration-in-heart.
So, since I have nothing new to share, I was poking around and found these photos I took of an abandoned homesteader house (homesteader house — is that redundant??) that we found back in November.
We met the man who owned the land. It was hunting season (whoops!) and he wanted to make sure we weren’t causing trouble. After he realized we were a couple of cuties shooting only with cameras, we got to talking. He told us how his mom had been born in the house — a house that, at one time, housed his entire family.
One little room. A whole new beginning.