Friday, April 19, 2002

Late to church on Sunday

...all because of this photo.

As is my usual pattern, I headed out the door early, but this time not

early enough. The golden rays from the rising sun backlighting this old

rose at the corner of deck steps caught my eye.

How old you might ask? So old that the next morning all its petals were

gone. And if you look closely, aging spots are showing on the edge of

one petal.

It's age didn't diminish my interest any, as a matter of fact, I had

been engaged a day earlier with what was happening as it aged.

I'll spare you my comments about the beauty that comes with aging.

BTW, I was seated in time for the second hymn, but that was because I

drove like an idiot to get there...two compulsions on a collision course!

jim