There is a subtle beauty in the decay of modern humanity.
Places destroyed, waiting. Patient. Stoic perhaps. Holding on to remnants of what was.
The past decaying into present beauty. Art in Urban Decay.
The heat of July works its magic. Flowers bloom. The bees are out in full force. Taking time to enjoy this splendour, I want to share what I love most about the hot days of July: beautiful wild flowers, up close and personal.
On a recent visit to Arizona, I took the tourist plunge & visited the Grand Canyon. The mountains are always calling me…and so were the canyons. They have such great spiritual power. As we walked along the viewing areas, three priests happened to pause on life.
Their presence illuminated the spirit of the canyons. Life paused, sacred moment captured.