Apple blossoms beside decaying fruit from last year still hanging on the tree
melancholia – waiting for inspiration to strike
Art and Photography by Wiebke Rost
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If you don’t pluck that fruit of inspiration when it is ripe–it will be lost–lost to compost. 🙂 You photo and comment inspired me!
Haha, I like that phrase, lost-to-compost. Thanks! So you find yourself in a constant race between inspiration and manifestation…
Sometimes the journey between inspiration and manifestation is immediate and other times…it is unpredictable. And that is the challenge, yes? 🙂