Shouldn't…but Do

On a farm yesterday morning. Walking acres of orderly vegetable rows with the rising sun.  Rooster sounds in the distance.

Taking photographs for marketing purposes in exchange for gorgeous, chemical-free produce.  A sweet deal and a good trade, at least for me.

Corn, cabbage, beans, abundance.  Hard work, sweat, blighted tomatoes, it is all here.  A gift.

Focus ahead. Rows of seedlings give way to lanes of mature onions and cauliflower.  Row upon row of varied texture, size and color, convergence out of frame.

I get the shots.

Looking back, I am startled at the view just passed.  Similar order, but striking difference in look and feel.

Try it sometime.

Oncoming views are new only once, but the mutable nature of the past remains constant.