A fight to the death. Seagull and crab. G and I delay our progress down the beach to watch. We're interested, curious, but not emotionally involved, and certainly not naive enough to root for the underdog.
It's a good thing too, because when the gull has flown our inspection of the scene turns up nothing but scattered legs and a fragment of exoskeleton. Not every walk on the beach yields such epic entertainment, such hard evidence that life is not all sparkling sun and lapping waves. Nature -- and life -- has a dark side.
I feel the fundamental tensions these days. Light and dark. Celebration and sorrow. Life and death. Young green shoots stretch for the sun. Spent tulips discolour, crumple. The neighbours have a new baby. Cancer has interrupted. Too soon. More cancer.
In case you're wondering or worrying, I'm celebrating right now. An anniversary. A birthday. The richness and deepness of my life. But when someone celebrates, someone else is grieving. Tension.
Deep and thoughtful post . . . and lovely photographs. Glad you are in celebration mode.
ReplyDeleteAh Life. These are nice, if melancholy, thoughts, sometimes melancholy is what we need...
ReplyDeleteYes. I wrote something along the same lines. You are much more succinct. Life - full of ups and downs.
ReplyDeleteLove this post.
ReplyDeleteIt's the dichotomy of life isn't it...we are up, someone else is down. Seems like every joy has a bad moment, but maybe in those sad moments we can appreciate our joys, and hold them close to our hearts.
ReplyDeleteJen