Not a “Real” Autumn!!??

To those people who do not believe that we have lovely Fall colors in the Pacific Northwest, I say pooey!!

I’ve put just a few, both in a slide show (wish I knew how to add music) and as larger shots. I hope you enjoy. I bet if you try you could even smell this crisp, clear air!!

 

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Delta for WPC 7-1-17

The word Delta, for me, has only one meaning.

I guess my world is pretty small.

I blame (and thank) my father, who taught us the only real sin in life was boredom. All other transgressions were lessons we just had to learn, but boredom was an insult to God.

Dad taught us that at any moment, in any setting, we could simply use our senses and become aware that we are always surrounded by miracles!

So…though I have seen many places, I have never needed to travel very far to be completely captivated by my surroundings.

Therefore, in my small world, the word “delta” immediately brings to mind the area of the Deep South that I lived in. (Well, that and maybe the airline that could get me there…)

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Just south of Natchez, Mississippi on Highway 61
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Grand old tree on the bluff overlooking the Mississippi
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the OLD Natchez Trace, worn by Bison and Native Americans
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Kudzu

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Saint Mary Basilica in Natchez
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Mississippi River

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Natchez_Trace

Evanescent for WPC 5-24-17

Evanescent
Evanescent-

soon passing out of sight, memory, or existence; quickly fading or disappearing.
“a shimmering evanescent bubble”

Oh boy, I had to look this one up…maybe because I am the Queen of Holding On, of refusing to let go of stuff, especially love and also beauty…in any and all of its forms. And PEOPLE, don’t get me started. I hang on to people, healthy for me or not. I am still in touch with almost every boy I have ever loved!!

So I had a hard time “getting” the definition of this word…

synonyms: vanishing, fading, evaporating, melting away, disappearing;

I learn so many lessons from sea shells. Having grown up by the ocean, I have been a collector all my life. But it wasn’t until an amazing sailing trip throughout Fiji, where we got to prowl along beaches so remote it truly felt like we might be the first humans to ever lay bare feet in that sand, that I realized I was a shell snob. That was my first insight into my own ageism. I only wanted those gorgeous, undamaged shells. In other words, the young perfect ones.

Even though we had to receive permission from the chief of an island to collect shells, it was the locals who pointed out I was gathering shells that might not be finished with their life’s purpose yet. Most shells are recyclable! I was stealing some hermit crab’s future home or maybe a pearl’s gestation container!

But this post is not about shells. My interpretation of evanescent is about all things with a life cycle, no matter how short or long. My lesson from the word this week is to remember how the Fijians (the iTaukei) taught me to fully appreciate beauty at every stage.

It’s easy to see and appreciate the evanescent progression in nature…

I can see the obvious beauty there…

But it’s a bit more difficult when I study the phenomenon of Evanescence while looking in the mirror!

Time…….passing at warp speed now!

That’s all I can say…