Goodbye Blooms | Wenatchee, WA | April 2020
The melancholy of impermanence recognizes loss while welcoming what’s to come. Author Mari Fujimoto writes that this wistfulness is regarded in Japan as “the ephemeral nature of beauty — the quietly elated, bittersweet feeling of having been witness to the dazzling circus of life [while] knowing that none of it can last.” Here in mid-spring, tulips shedding petals in a light breeze trigger an appreciation of such transience. Sure, I’m saddened by this inevitable breakdown of beauty, but also heartened by seeds now on the fly.
[This is my last tulip photo for the season, I promise.]