Sometimes beauty catches us off-guard as we’ve already said, springing up in unexpected places. Here is our friend juxtaposition at work again, a rose blooming with a dustbin for background, reminding us of how the ordinary can be made sacred, as well as of the transitory nature of worldly beauty. Everything, however lovely, is one day going to end up on a compost heap, in a bin, in a tip, or reduced to ashes. Only then can resurrection begin to work its holy magic.
text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017