Sunday, 15 March 2015

One Last Petal

Petalicious - March 2015 - NorthernShy

The tulips that I picked up the other day are showing their age; I’m down to one last petal. Puttering with my camera and these faded flowers got my mind wandering about the birthday I had this week.  It was on the very day that a new Physiotherapist was surprised to hear my age. I’ve heard that before, and my initial reaction was: ‘Hurray, I’ve still got it”.  But – got what?  A 30-something aura?  A 40-something sheen? It’s almost too much pressure; how do I keep it up when I don’t know what it is? When will it all come crashing down?  More importantly, why does it matter? I’ve still been able to make some photo magic with what is left of those pretty tulips.  When I’m down to one last petal, and everyone can see it, won’t there still be some use for me too?


  1. You've taken this stunning photograph and turned it inward on yourself - using it for self-discovery and self-expression. And the question you ask, about our usefulness, is one that I live with every day as I help to care for my mother who has dementia. We are all petalicous - and this quality comes not from what we do, but who we are.Love your thoughts.

    1. Thank you, Donna, for visiting & your lovely comments. Much appreciated :)

    2. Ahhh, some time to breathe today, and now that I have a little time, I wanted to say a wee bit more to you Donna, because, well, because your comment was a personal one, and you left it on the one post where I was a bit more personal than usual. So I just wanted to reiterate that I really do appreciate your words and that you took the time to leave them on my blog. It can't be easy, what you are going through right now with your mother. That you are able to be there for her is 'a really good thing' and I hope that you, and your Mom, are able to enjoy lots of good 'petalicious' moments in between the difficult ones.