Weekly Photo Challenge: Beginning, Possibility, and Continuity
Over the holidays, I took a trip to New Orleans. The entire drive from Tallahassee to Louisiana was overcast and raining. The first sign of sunlight was crossing the bridge over Lake Pontchartrain. I took this as a sign of good things to come.
New Orleans was a completely different experience for me. I’m not a big city person, but this is a city I came to like very quickly. I can’t wait to go back.
“With me, the present is forever, and forever is always shifting, flowing, melting. This second is life. And when it is gone it is dead. But you can’t start over with each new second. You have to judge by what is dead. It’s like quicksand … hopeless from the start. A story, a picture, can renew sensation a little, but not enough, not enough. Nothing is real except the present, and already, I feel the weight of centuries smothering me. Some girl a hundred years ago once lived as I do. And she is dead. I am the present, but I know I, too, will pass. The high moment, the burning flash, come and are gone, continuous quicksand. And I don’t want to die.” — Sylvia Plath
Posted for this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge: Beginning
Where’s My BackPack’s Travel Theme: Possibility