My Grand son told someone the other day that ever since he’s been on social media, that I, his Grandma, have been taking photos every day of the same thing.
Well yes. I have. Mostly. But here’s the thing;
Here in the Mid-west, in the Mississippi River Valley, it may BE the same thing, but it never really LOOKS like the same thing.
For example; lately we have been in a polar vortex that has given us many days in a row of well, meh. But you can even see some beauty in the meh, if you look for it.
Then after days and days of this meh, you may wake up to find more of the same, or you make wake up to find something quite glorious;
Something so cold, and beautiful that if makes you happy for the glass between it and you. But I must say that even though it IS freezing, the beauty of it all does warm my heart, if not my hands and feet.
So you see, the same thing, is not really the same thing.
And you know what? In one months time, the same thing, will not be the same thing all over again.