I used the image of a milkweed in the late fall to depict the idea of the life cycle continuing, with the past the beauty of the former, and the possibility of the future, both palpable in every present moment.
An impassioned portrayal of a favorite place bursting with the glories of a fresh new season, with new shoots and leaves, blooming trees, and ripples on the reflecting pond. Somewhere in there a tadpole is growing.
Don’t you love it when the starry night is reflected in the water. The lagoon is quiet and still, and in amongst some bioluminescence and scattered algae, the stars twinkle their promise. The resulting hush is full of potential, calmly awaiting the spark of day.