Weekly Photo Challenge: Delicate… hmmm… what it means to me… hmmm…
Dune grass – September this year. For years we have been keeping the dogs and the kids off the dunes while we walk and enjoy our beaches, hoping the root systems will take hold and grow strong.
Well there certainly were lots of roots – we can now see them well exposed, yards further back from the shore.
This picture may not be ‘delicate’ or even beautiful, but it is a reminder that many things are more delicate than we could imagine, conversely wind and water, many things we do not control, have more strength than we allow for. We could remember that. It doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try, but it does mean we should have less hubris about how important our efforts really are. And not be too sad when that which was delicate is seen to be so. Just try again, maybe changing a bit regarding what should be considered important.
Delicate: fine in texture, quality, construction, etc., fragile; easily damaged; frail …
MIGHT NOT SURVIVE
Would everyone in another truly beautiful country please listen, Northern Ireland
, PEACE is delicate, so valuable, needs to be nurtured each and every day. Go walk on your beautiful beaches and shores, watch the birds fly beyond Strangford, listen to the wind in Silent Valley, wherever something makes you feel more a small insignificant part of a wonderful place. Forget flags and marching and the need to force one view onto others. (Click here
if recent riots in Belfast have passed you by)
Maybe peace can only come if many remember how very delicate a construction it is. That is harder than being angry.
As I finish writing this, I came across the news of shooting
at Sandy Hook Connecticut, a school, 28 people have been killed. My heart and thoughts go there too. Please would everyone in this other wonderful country try to do something about the possession of guns. This cannot be right.