Since her discovery on a Greek island in 1820, the Venus di Milo has been enveloped in mystery. Who does this female figure represent? Is she Aphrodite or the sea goddess Amphitrite, who was venerated on the island of Milo? The mystery doesn’t end there. Despite extensive excavation, her arms were never found, nor any objects which would identify her. Still, she has become an icon in the art world, known for her beauty. When I visited her in the Louvre, she seemed to be surrounded mystery and silence even as onlookers milled around her.
This next shot was taken on a walk through a colonial cemetery in Boston. Many of the graves were crumbling. In fact, this grave stone was resting on the ground. I was intrigued by the inscription and the pile of stones, left by visitors. Each stone signals a loving memory of the deceased.
“It is impossible to fall out of love. Love is such a powerful emotion, that once it envelops you it does not depart. True love is eternal. If you think that you were once in love, but fell out of it, then it wasn’t love you were in. There are no ‘exit’ signs in love, there is only an ‘on’ ramp.” (Source unknown)
And finally, I couldn’t resist re-posting this shot taken one spring several years ago in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. In the background, you can see my son walking through a field of purple lupins, which envelop the surrounding hillsides and meadows. These spring alpine flowers are stunning as they burst into bloom, but their glory is short-lived. We were fortunate to catch them at their peak.
We were enveloped in that state of grace where one melds with the flow of nature. Having once tasted it, one craves that state like water. –Jack Loeffler
I thought this was a fitting ending for this week’s photo challenge, as spring envelops us here in the Midwest. Do any of these photos “speak” to you? I appreciate your insights and thoughts, as always. And have a wonderful week, everyone!