1st of January today. 2015.
Outside there is a frost on the grass, and up above a cloudless, blue sky.
As the sun rises it starts to melt the frost.
Here’s a leaf at the half way point.
Half frosted, half warmed and wet.
Like a yin yang symbol, lying there in the grass, reminding me of the cycles and rhythms of change, and of the beauty in difference and contrast, and stimulating me to think about 2015 gradually emerging from 2014.
Becoming not being.