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Friday, January 5, 2018

Another trip around the sun

"Birthday Journey," 5 by 7 watercolor, 140 lb. d'Arches cold press paper
Specks. That's all we are on this planet, in this solar system, in this galaxy, in this universe. Fluid specks, atoms constantly moving in space and time.
"You are just a vapor that appears for a little while and then vanishes," --James 4:14.
Nothing like a birthday to put life, existence, in perspective. Every  moment is a journey that cannot be repeated.
Maybe that's one reason seeing the stars at night make me happy, especially in rural areas where you can still see the Milky Way. 
Nothing is permanent, and we waste time and effort pursuing, valuing material things and goals that delude us into thinking we are more than just specks in a fluid universe.
Enjoy now.
Day 5 of #WorldWatercolorGroup "Happy" challenge.

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