FALL AND A PICTORIAL DIARY of my world reminded me of endings this holiday weekend. This adorable dog wearing shoes is well cared for despite its owner having possibly reached the end of his road in finding a lucrative job. By the look of the load on his bike, he now earns a living by cashing in discarded bottles. Perhaps he is content with a pet and the simple life.
These forlorn shoes in the sky swung in the breeze as if worn by an invisible dancer. The high flung sneakers tossed onto a telephone wire might never again touch the ground or pound the pavement with their heels.
This railway disappearing beneath weeds and overgrown grasses will never again know the screech of wheels down its tracks ...
but people still stop as a sign of respect before crossing.
New roofs eventually replace the tattered and old ...
old trees become brittle with barely a branch to hold.
Crumbling leaves dissolve into dust and vanish down drains while some of us ...
escape into churches in search for an afterlife at the end of the road.
On this Thanksgiving Day in Canada, I am grateful for fresh starts that like spring, can be foreseen in the leafy debris of autumn. It brings to mind words by American author Louis L'Amour who said about endings: "There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. That will be the beginning."
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