As the financial meltdown continues, with news that Playboy is now a junk stock with no future, I stepped out to the beach to take some shots. It's pretty stormy out there, too. These are the words that kept leaping to mind: Bail, bailout, maelstrom, sinking, ship.....
Then, to the side of the road I spotted one perfect, beautiful flower on a scrap of wasteground, thriving in spite of the wind, the peeing dogs and the occasional truck. There's always hope....
Flowers make me feel better....
ReplyDeleteYou are so right on! It is all very sad but nothing lasts forever. I remember similiar happennings (granted not as bad) in the 80's.
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