While I could have been packing up the last bit of flotsam to move my 'place'......
I decided to travel with dear ones
for a change
of pace...
This past weekend brought me to the far eastern plains of New Mexico and the cities of
for an amazing conference of a very few esteemed historians and place keepers
who put together a wonderful selection of thoughtful essays on the daunting task
of preserving
as I sat
and absorbed
this conference,
the land,
it's historic significance,
and
observed
observed
blatant social, political, ecologic and funding concerns...
frankly.....
my head was spinning slowly...
As my fellows were impassioned with saving valuable historic sites....
I remained
enchanted with
enchanted with
decay
Within the sadness of decay and decline there is such beauty, colour and texture! May your move go well, too...
ReplyDeleteThank you Margaret. I don't think of sadness when I see this decline......it is more a feeling of Melancholy. And this has got me thinking about that now. Yes, thank you. Moving slowly on the moving....gentle as it goes.
DeleteI can note feel melancholy or sadness, these pictures of decay are so beautifully inspiring that I can only see color, texture, design, in short the possibility do a new life.
ReplyDeleteYes Blandina, I agree!
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