Difficult decision, but I think this really is my favorite. :) I'd love to know which June picture you like best!
One more to link up with Black and White Wednesday. :)
whim·sy
[hwim-zee, wim-] –noun, plural -sies.
1. capricious humor or disposition; extravagant, fanciful, or excessively playful expression.
2. an odd or fanciful notion.
3. anything odd or fanciful; a product of playful or capricious fancy.
(thanks to dictionary.reference.com)
Forever is a long, long, long time. Isn’t it funny how we can’t imagine eternity—endlessness—and yet neither can we imagine ending and being nonexistent? Or, at least, I can’t. I can’t imagine being completely senseless to the universe, but I can’t imagine living forever and ever either.
I’m sure glad God can. And I’m so glad God loves me enough to want to share His eternity with me! Does it ever hit you how utterly unfathomable that love is? His Son died on the cross for my sin. That’s like… me giving my life for the ants in an anthill just because I love them that much.
Wow.
Excuse me while I work through this massive brain-glitch shutdown.
All I can say is … how great is our God!
I've watched you now a full half-hour;
Self-poised upon that yellow flower
And, little Butterfly! Indeed
I know not if you sleep or feed.
How motionless! - not frozen seas
More motionless! and then
What joy awaits you, when the breeze
Hath found you out among the trees,
And calls you forth again!
~William Wordsworth, “To a Butterfly”
My British Literature class went over some of Wordsworth’s poetry this spring. We didn’t get to read this poem, but like the ones we did read, it’s meditative and beautiful. If you like melancholy poetry (or melancholy anything), you should read Wordsworth’s “We are Seven.”
Anyway, enough about school. Summer vacation began at noon yesterday!
For the record, I’m not usually a big fan of photos left completely out of focus, but I experimented with the butterfly and I think it adds an ethereal air to this picture. Feedback would be appreciated. :)
“Long live the butterflies.”
(<< from In the Time of the Butterflies, which we watched as a cultural study of the Dominican Republic in my Spanish class. Very, very sad movie, and even sadder for being true. But how did I get back on the topic of school?!)
Not literally… although Mt. Adams does have an above-average quantity of snow right now for this time of year. What I really mean is these teeny white flowers, which go by the name “snow on the mountain.”
Linking the above photo to this week’s Little Somethings photo challenge. The theme is macro. :)