WPC: Half and Half

I’m sure I’m not the only one to think of posting my morning coffee with half ‘n half in it to celebrate this week’s photo challenge, Half and Half.

I usually post just one photo, but this week, I’m going with two, one from nature, and one from people. I think it’s interesting to note how in nature there is a certain complementarity — a balance if you look for it. Last week I accompanied my husband on an errand to his office, and I took my camera to entertain myself while he was fixing something or other. I wandered around the side of the building which is filled with cactus plants — I mean packed tight. Who needs a security system? Only a nut would try to get past that wall of prickly things. Anyway, I was enthralled by the coexistence of purple hearts throughout the field of cacti, side by side, adding color and life to an otherwise boring landscape.

cactus

That’s how I feel about my better half — he complements my insanity with steadiness. He balances my world. We are half and half – a whole, but retaining individuality.

chairs

the ever hopeful Mr. Roy G. Biv

There’s a beautiful rainbow in my garden, and I hadn’t noticed it until this week’s photo challenge! Introducing Mr. Roy G. Biv, back yard edition.

I had fun with the challenge…mostly because I love rainbows. I always drew them as a kid, and even now, if I see a real one in the sky, I stop what I’m doing and enjoy it.

It’s so full of promise. (GN 9: 8-15)

out of time

For as long as I can remember holding a camera, I’ve been drawn to scenes that show disrepair and the passage of time — perhaps a level of brokenness or abandonment that speaks of good times long gone. I’m sure if I was able to find a Freudian analyst, he’d have a field day helping me figure out this attraction. Whatever. It leads to a compelling picture every once in a while.

preserveRecent adventures in the Mobile Bay area of Alabama yielded quite a few opportunities to find scenes that are off-season — past their prime. I love the idea that there was a time of prosperity and now these places are in a new season — either a season of renewal, as this hundred year-old church under renovation and historic preservation, or one where the passage of time has rendered a property or home useless.

The church is pretty and quaint; this dilapidated home, however, calls to me. Who lived there? Why did they leave? What secrets are being reclaimed by the forest? It doesn’t just tell a story, it weaves a tale through the kudzu.

house

 

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