It's that time again. Spring. Our Snowdrops are out and spreading too. There's a clump on the other side of the blue obelisk you see. Wonderful.
I like the cycle of life. The circle of existence that repeats itself year on year with subtle variations. One year the Daffodils thrive particularly well. Another year it may be me who blossoms LOL.
It's the continuity that I appreciate. Maybe an age thing. Maybe having a family. When we are young and everything is new the excitement of the new rules. It has to be so because we haven't experienced that cycle of life very much in any meaningful way.
As I get older I'm beginning to appreciate that extra layer in my life. Yes, the new can be nice but the same is perhaps even better.
For the same is never really the same is it. Those Snowdrops are the same Snowdrops that opened last year. But they are different too. There are more of them for one thing. I look at them with different eyes for another.
Next week Mrs AWB and I celebrate thirty five years of marriage. She's the same woman that I married all those years ago. She is also so different from the innocent young thing who joined me on the journey of our lives.
I met someone new this morning. A nice person. No, a lovely person. It was nice so new can be lovely.
But I think I prefer the same because it can be so different. If you get my drift.