contrast | Dear Bliary

Ridiculous, I know. But I couldn’t resist. When I saw this I had to have a shot of it. Even on a bad day, he makes me laugh. I find it interesting the way his cigar, hat, glasses, and boots contrast the rest of him and his “lounge chair”.

Old man at peace with his life

But then I think, he looks so pleased with his situation. Comfortable, rested, settled. In no hurry to get anywhere, do anything. Harmless.

In contrast with the way the world looks to me today. Sometimes the smile he brings to me is accompanied by a tear.

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Peace.

CONTRAST…I can’t believe it’s March already. But there it was. The first week of the month and the daffodils were already showing their sunny faces. The days have been warm and cold and warm and cold and, well, need I go on. CA-RAY-ZEE!! But I’ll take it. It’s been the strangest winter I’ve seen in a long time. Things are changing, weather-wise, no? But there’s nothing that perks the spirit, at least for me, like the first signs of spring. The second I spotted these beauties, I had to grab my camera. Just in case we have a snow storm in the next few days. The ground, still hard and holding that look of winter, seemed in stark contrast to the bright green of the leaves and the brilliant yellow of the flowers. Let it snow! I have seen the first signs of spring and that will hold me over, just in case…