Looking at brass tonight reminded me of death. Death is not something our culture likes to think about. Our culture is obsessed with youth and vigour and things new. Death, like brass, is hard and cold and unyielding. But beyond the hard reality of it also shines a wonderful glow - for those who grab hold of the Promise.
Our vigil continues. The time is near, although we do not know the hour nor the day. I appreciate the encouraging words I have received via your comments, and ask for your patience in visiting and commenting on your blogs - I will do so again in a few days.
(60mm
f5.6 3.2 sec ISO400)
6 comments:
Rick I love your comparison of death to brass, it's so true.
God bless you and yours, take care... I'm sure that the blogs aren't going anywhere.
A Superb image!
Death is hardest on those left behind ~ if the one dying knows the way home ~ there is nothing for them to fear. Very very hard on those left behind.
Great photo. More reflection...sorry you are going through a hard time. Our blogs will all be waiting; don't worry.
I like this shot.
You and your family and friends are in our hearts and minds.
Sorry, can't read your blog today, but love the amazing DoF and gold contrast.
darlin, Kerri, Kyria, imac, M. - thank you each for your kind comments and support. It's truly appreciated. I'm hoping things get back to 'normal' shortly.
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