11/24/2021
I haven't posted any photography here in a while as I haven't been taking all that many pictures of late. Mainly because my life has been centered around my childhood home, hospice, and hospitals over the past 7 months -- none of which are very picturesque! And since my Dad died, I just haven't felt like sharing much of me or my work. But Fall is one of my favorite seasons -- yay on cooler temps and beautiful colors, but boo on the sun disappearing so early -- and the more I thought on the season of colors (and even the word "fall" itself), the more meaning posting some pics again took on. I know Spring is usually the season of "rebirth", but there's something about the Fall leading into Winter that represents that even more for me. Because after we fall down and enter into our low points in life, we often have to stay in that period of darkness and gloom, of deep despair and cold, of hibernation and sleep, of bundling up inside and self-reflecting before we can emerge as a renewed Springtime blossom. That's why, to me, the Fall really represents the rebirth process. It's that fall event that sets in motion a time for healing and renewal. And that's why my first picture to share with you out of my most recent hibernation is of this most recent peak Fall taken at a pond known as "the pool" in Central Park, my NYC backyard. Here's to colors, reflections, and future rebirths.
