My 70th birthday is approaching. I went to revisit the site where I photographed these Queen Anne’s Lace, Beaver Pond in Franklin, Ma, early one morning eight or nine years ago.
The thicket is no longer there. I looked at the spot in disbelief as I would a section of a mall parking lot where I KNOW I parked my car but it was no longer there.
Why it disappeared I don’t know. Maybe they are programmed for a certain blooming life and then pick up and go somewhere else. Or, just collapse into the ground stems up.
These are my 70th birthday thoughts exactly.
