I also wanted to add my story behind these photos and why they tell so much more that 1000 words.
Butterflies are a favorite among many. Perhaps its the symbolism behind them. Or perhaps it their beauty. I fell in love with butterflies just a few years ago. I stumbled across a story about a boy who saw a butterfly in a chrysalis. He kept a close watch on this butterfly until one day when he saw it struggling to break free from its chrysalis. The boy felt bad for the poor butterfly and decided to help it. He snipped the chrysalis and out fell the butterfly. Sadly, just a short time after, the butterfly died. Ironically, the butterfly needed to go through the struggle in order to survive the trials it would later face. However, because it was denied the opportunity to become strengthened, it died.
This too, is like our lives. We must face challenges to become strengthened. Likewise, we must allow others to struggle.
It amazes me the transformation a butterfly makes. It starts as a caterpillar, who's only task in life is to eat. But after several days in a chrysalis with hardship and time, it becomes a beautiful butterfly.
This butterfly was taken on a day I struggled with my own life. I was unsure of the path I was on. I needed a change. It reminds me that tho life my be difficult and change may be hard, it is good for us. I am excited to see where my adventures will take me.
This picture of the rose was taken in my back yard about one year ago. I love flowers. They fascinate me. They have such delicate details. Their beauty only last just a few days to weeks then they die. But the flower serves a purpose. It holds the seeds for new life. It is what provides joy to people, pollen to bees, and homes to creatures. Although it lives but a short time, that time and service makes a huge impact on the world.
My love of flowers started with the influence of my mother. Growing up, I remember her paying such close attention to her yard. She spent hours planting, nurturing, and caring for her flowers. They brought joy and peace to her busy, stressful life. When I grew up and moved away, one of the first things I wanted in my yard was flowers. This rose represents the peace and beauty my mother represents. The delicate features in her life have a purpose. They bring joy to my life, nutrients to my soul, and a place to come home to. My mother is beautiful in every way possible. She, just like this rose, has made a huge impact on my own life, my world.
This year for her birthday, I wanted to give back to her. I gave her a rose bush and planted it in her yard. And while she cant dedicate hours to her yard anymore, she does have a single rose bush to remind her of the joy and peace that flowers bring into her own life.
These are but two of the many photos I've taken over the years. All of my pictures are, to me, more than 1000 words. In essence, photos capture the beauty in life. They help us remember joy, accomplishment, and growth. Within each picture is an art unique to each person: their story.
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| Butterfly |
This too, is like our lives. We must face challenges to become strengthened. Likewise, we must allow others to struggle.
It amazes me the transformation a butterfly makes. It starts as a caterpillar, who's only task in life is to eat. But after several days in a chrysalis with hardship and time, it becomes a beautiful butterfly.
This butterfly was taken on a day I struggled with my own life. I was unsure of the path I was on. I needed a change. It reminds me that tho life my be difficult and change may be hard, it is good for us. I am excited to see where my adventures will take me.
This picture of the rose was taken in my back yard about one year ago. I love flowers. They fascinate me. They have such delicate details. Their beauty only last just a few days to weeks then they die. But the flower serves a purpose. It holds the seeds for new life. It is what provides joy to people, pollen to bees, and homes to creatures. Although it lives but a short time, that time and service makes a huge impact on the world.
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| Rose |
My love of flowers started with the influence of my mother. Growing up, I remember her paying such close attention to her yard. She spent hours planting, nurturing, and caring for her flowers. They brought joy and peace to her busy, stressful life. When I grew up and moved away, one of the first things I wanted in my yard was flowers. This rose represents the peace and beauty my mother represents. The delicate features in her life have a purpose. They bring joy to my life, nutrients to my soul, and a place to come home to. My mother is beautiful in every way possible. She, just like this rose, has made a huge impact on my own life, my world.
This year for her birthday, I wanted to give back to her. I gave her a rose bush and planted it in her yard. And while she cant dedicate hours to her yard anymore, she does have a single rose bush to remind her of the joy and peace that flowers bring into her own life.
These are but two of the many photos I've taken over the years. All of my pictures are, to me, more than 1000 words. In essence, photos capture the beauty in life. They help us remember joy, accomplishment, and growth. Within each picture is an art unique to each person: their story.
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