I was shocked when I looked back and found these photos which were taken at most 4 weeks ago. We walked the same woods yesterday and found them changed almost beyond recognition. The soft lime-green canopy of spring has given way already to the thick dark leaves of summer. The wild garlic flowers are gone, folded back into the earth, covered by a new wave of pink and yellow flowers and towering ferns.
There has been very little rain, so the water is trickling over these rocks now in thin silver threads. The clear gushing river has been replaced with lazy shallow pools. Here on the day I shot the photos, the river rapids are now gone, evaporated into the summer air. Only the photos remain as evidence of what has gone before.
This riverside path is now cloaked in dark cool shade, with only tiny patches of sunlight breaking through. The red water now looks black in the deep shade. Spring was here, but has gone, after a very short performance this year. We don’t know how long anything in our lives will remain, so we really should grab every moment and enjoy things while they last, for their own sometimes short seasons. Take nothing for granted, and assume this might be the last day you can enjoy the things which bring you pleasure. In this way you will have no regrets, and when things you loved have gone or changed, the memories will hopefully bring pleasure. What ever is here today is ready and waiting to be enjoyed, ready to pull you into your life as it is right now.