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Sometime in the night, the muggy summer air hanging over our garden yesterday cooled. We awoke this morning to cool, clear air; blue sky; and a welcome wetness everywhere.
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Every leaf, every blade of grass, and every solid surface lay cloaked in sparkly drops of precious water. Yesterday’s wet humidity condensed into this morning’s dew.
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The elements of our world remain in constant flow, transmuting themselves from form to form. Yesterday’s humidity may have been rolling in the waves of the Gulf of Mexico only a few days ago. And it has already evaporated, reforming as mist in the huge clouds beginning to fill our mid-day sky.
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Every element which makes up our world, and ourselves, remains in motion. Things are always changing, always growing or dying back in the garden. Flowers bloom, seeds form, and then the goldfinches and other birds turn up to feast on the seeds.
The water I patiently sprayed onto the garden last week soaked into the roots of the growing plants, and is now locked into each cell of the growing leaves and stems. Water transformed into cellulose to fuel each plant’s growth.
Water was transmuted into a living plant, and may soon fuel the life of a hungry rabbit or deer.
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Transmutation remains one of the immutable laws of life. Every bit of energy transforms. Every element endlessly transforms over eons of time.
Understanding this truth assures us of our own continuing transformation. Nothing is ever truly lost, or gained; except, perhaps, wisdom. We remain active participants in this eternal dance of life.
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Photos by Woodland Gnome, 2017
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For the Daily Post’s
Weekly Photo Challenge: Elemental