Yesterday proves that it is ever-dangerous to utter the line that should never be said:
“Musn’t grumble. Could be worse.”
I’ve lived long enough — which means I’ve experienced my share of loss as well as joy — to know that words are easily misaimed at such times. But I have noticed that there are things that do help (me); reminders that make either sorrow or rage (both evoked by different events yesterday) a little easier to take. Just for a moment, usually, but better than nothing.
For my part, those self-escaping goads have always been natural beauty. Following that line, and for no other purpose than evoking any of your own such sights or sounds or whatever, here are a couple of shots of things or places that are among my current suppliers of escape from present wretchednesses.
So, first up, a link to a (copyrighted) image I saw for the first time only a few days ago, a picture of one of the traditional human symbols of hope renewed.*
And here’s a shot of the big mountain in the area I’ve been going to in the summer since I was six:
Every time I look at that picture (and the dozens almost exactly like it I’ve taken from that spot over the years) I feel better. Not as much as I do when I’m actually there, but still.
Over to y’all. Got any talismans to help with hard days?
Which is to say, a(nother) blue-tinged open thread.
*That newest possible moon, btw is one of those Don’t Try This At Home Kids shots. To get it, the photographer had to image very close to the sun, and you can see at the link above the rig he put together to do so safely. This is the second solar – esque shot I’ve posted here lately, and it seems to me a necessary PSA to say that doing any kind of amateur solar observing or photography is a tricky business indeed, and one with real risks — so please, if you’re moved to make some images of your own of our star, be careful. This is one of those situations where it is literally true that it is all fun and games until someone loses an eye.