To me, fading and even wilted flowers have a beauty all their own.
Am I somehow trying to find the unique beauty that still exists in ageing? I wonder?
Perhaps.
I do have a strong dislike of my own ageing.
This is a Friday Flowers post.
Fading beautifully
Laughs in flowers
I think it’s really healthy to open our eyes to the beauty in decay. The costs of our cultural obsession with perfection are high and we need to learn to move beyond that.
You and I are on the same page here. I’m also in the process of writing another post related to your comment. Stay tuned! lol