Beauty Is Not Always Forever

When you see what you perceive to be beautiful, whether its a place, a person or anything that is considered beautiful to you, don't have the expectation that it will stay that way. I have been disappointed going back to a place that I perceived to be beautiful only to find it has changed, unrecognizable, as if the place you had remembered had never existed. Now that it is summer so many things are beautiful, the flowers, trees, vines that I have fussed over come to life although different than last year, this year even more beautiful, or in my mind It is. Living in a desert environment, I still need to have and environment that makes me feel the beauty of lush and green serenity. The waterfalls are soothing and the warm nights with the stars like a blanket as I look up is pure bliss, so quiet, no lights to obstruct the view as I look around. BUT, when the fall comes and the trees shed and the flowers go dormant this beauty is gone, not to return in the same way each year. The waterfalls go silent. The desert can be ugly in the winter, BUT when It snows the beauty returns in a different form. As it snows it is amazingly silent. After a while, "thankful that the sloping altitude I am at" you can see for ever the white glistening snow that makes the desert clean feeling, untouched,,,,,For a while, until the cars start to venture out and leave behind there tracks of "someone" is taking away the beauty. When the snow starts to melt again to return to a mess of slush and mud. Again the beauty is gone, not to return in the same way next time.