Monday, September 18, 2017

A Metaphor for Ageing

Like a fireworks finale, the 15’ high “bush” in front of my house celebrates a productive summer with a splash of color. In the spring there were flowers. Later juicy red berries kept the local birds fed, including the ones nesting in its branches. I understand that the red color was always there, but was covered up by the green chlorophyll. There was too much “vim and vigga” before, but now the chlorophyll isn’t being produced any more. People are like that, too. We can do a lot of useful things when we are young, but when the vim and vigga decline some things that have always been there but were covered up by activity and excitement can come out. I’m finding stuff in my storage boxes I had forgotten about. Time to dust them off!