Today is Yesterday’s Tomorrow
Since I have a little downtime away from the bike for a few weeks, I’ve been looking through photos that have accumulated over the years.
As I flip through the images, sometimes it surprises me that I haven’t posted about a place I went or something I saw. There’s some good stuff lingering around. But, I start out with grand plans and get sidetracked. For me, there’s always tomorrow.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
from Macbeth
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
by William Shakespeare
Anyway, I just like this picture. Everything looks so green and vibrant, so full of new life. It just looks so stinkin’ hopeful to me.
It IS a “hopeful” photo! Love the green and the blue sky behind the trees. Some positive vibes in this one for sure. Hope you share more!
There is no tomorrow Rachael, surely you’ve read the power of now?
“Tomorrow never comes, man.”
I actually DO have it sitting on my bookshelf. If I did read it, I don’t remember anything about it. Time to crack it open?
Maybe but I read it and still don’t like sitting on park benches. He did that for two years and loved it!
Yup.