Let mystery have its place in you; do not be always turning up your whole soil with the plow-share of self-examination, but leave a little fallow corner in your heart for any seeds the winds may bring . . .
Henri Frederic Amiel
But, the older I get, the more I realize that there is just too much that I don't know, and I'm willing to concede, that I simply don't posses the intellect, to solve every riddle. Nor am I willing to sacrifice anymore sleep, puzzling over every conundrum. In fact, I think there must be some peace, in simply not-knowing!
So, from here on out, the flight of the bumble bee,
the bloom of a flower,
the bond between a mother and child,
things I can't see,
things I don't understand,
and thoughts I cannot hear, shall remain a mystery to me.
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All photos taken by Mrs. Green Jeans (Karen) in northwestern Pennsylvania, 2010-11.