A New Zealand fern, a new leaf unfolding as their new life unfolds too, delicately, with lots of promise. I took several photos, but I think this is my favorite:
In one of our farmers yards they have this pedastal, with this blue glass ball on it. I am always admiring it, and I loved the reflection of the fences, the house and even on the far right, my new van. Funny thing is that no matter where I stood, I was always in the middle of the ball and so to is it in life. We are the center of our own lives and everything in it is contained within that ball, but I also found truth in the reflection - what we see or experience everyday from a conversation, a single word, a gesture or a coincidence, is always interpreted through our own colored glass, with our own emotions, and based on what our current situations are. How we feel about something depends on what you see reflected in that ball at this very moment. Maybe the gypsies knew a thing or two afterall.
Here is another of my other pictures:
It is Saint Paddy's day after all - but this ball is quite funky. You can't see in the daylight, but one half of it glows in the dark and the teachers at Ryan's school use it to show the kids what you are seeing during different phases of the moon. So the ball is round, as is the moon, which spins round, orbits round the earth, which also spins and orbits round the sun - and from here we get cycles - days, months, years. You don't get more ROUND than that!
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