As I sat there watching these bathing birds, my time was slow. I pondered its elasticity and how certain moments, however short in actuality, felt like an eternity. "Time isn't an orderly stream. Time isn't a placid lake recording each of our ripples. Time is viscous. Time is a massive flow. It is a self-healing substance, which is to say, almost everything will be lost. We're too slight, to inconsequntial, despite all of our thrashing and swimming and waving our arms about. Time is an ocean of inertia, drowning out the small vibrations, absorbing the slosh and churn, the foam and wash, and we're up here, flapping and slapping and just generally spazzing out, and sure, there's a little splashing on the surface, but that doesn't even register in the depths, in the powerful undercurrents miles below us, taking us wherever they are taking us." --Charles Yu, How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe
Did you know that elephants are among some of the most intelligent mammals on earth? They have long memories and are often seen displaying signs of both joy and grief. We got a chance to watch them recently near Tarangire National Park with the #simbaportfolio. 🐘
Ant on acacia shoot. This photo reminds me of a conversation with my brother. Discussing why I like to write postcards. I remember telling him that it's about taking the time for people and things that truly matter and simplifying. Simplifying from the things that don't matter so that there is time and energy for the things that do. There is so much beauty and wonder in the world all around us. We just have to take the time to notice. Ultimately, I feel that happiness is not about getting what you want, it's more about wanting what you've got.
Superb starling in flight. These beautiful birds were so fast! Trying to track them mid flight and catching their bluish feathers and brown undercoat was hard to capture, yet totally worth it in the end.
Of all the visits I've had to Arusha, this one has been quite remarkable and nostalgic. I can't recall the last time I've laughed so hard that it brought me to tears. As trying as my relationship is with my family, I'm always inspired by my mother's optimism and hopefulness. She, in my mind is the embodiment of this part of Max Ehrmann's Desiderata: "... whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy." I'd like to think that I get some of those traits from her.