Same old Bluebells?

That phrase, "Same old, Same old" implies to me that a certain contempt is implied regarding the object of the sentiment. Do you grow tired of the same old things or do you seek new joy, new opportunities, new angles, new insights, new appreciation of what you receive or do.

I'm sure I am guilty of that on many occasions and yet, I do feel, I do like to see the joy in something.

Someone said, when I said I wanted to go and see the bluebells in the woods again,"But why? Surely they are the same as last year?"


But no, no, no, that is not true.  Every bluebell is unique. Every year is different.
You are in a different place in your life, you see things differently.


Spring is fresh each year. It never fails to delight after the cruelty and interminable nature of Winter.
Spring is a gift.


Do you see these photos as identical? Do you think I have shared too many different pictures, capture too much of the same?



Or like me, do you see that light hitting those hues in different ways, the alternative hanging of those tinkling bells. Do you appreciate their subtle nuances and individual glory?


Having seen other bluebells, do you grow contemptuous of yet another set of 'identical' photos from a blogger here, a blogger there? Or do you revel in seeing that beauty represented in different times, places and through different perspectives?


Having selected only a few from a myriad images, I wanted to represent the gift of as many of these proud blooms, their fleeting beauty shared and immortalised here. This is their time, let us delight.

They stretch, thousand upon thousand in random groups, never uniform yet achieving an overall community.

Along the margins of a treeline.

Seeing this beauty through the first time eyes of my niece.  Teach them the continuous appreciation of something young. Never allow those words of contempt for the 'same old, same old' to form.

Appreciate, rejoice, grow nostalgic and anticipate these annual occurrences.

Engender a love and appreciation for seeing the uniqueness of each form.

For appreciation of this type helps appreciation of the individuality of others.


Happy memories are associated with this place, this time.  Past bluebells memories intertwine with present, building a joyous tapestry of memories of blue bells, past, present and future.




Say those words with alacrity: "Same old!  Welcome same old friends!"


"Come and enlighten and enrapture my life!"


And perhaps you will see something new in those experiences each time. Surely, this is the most important facet of healthy living, a healthy heart and mind and soul.


And a joy of these familiar practices we continue each year.




"See you next year, Same Old friends!"

xxx

BEDM for today was 'Healthy living'. I firmly believe appreciation anew is a crucial facet of healthy living.