While in the pasture the other evening, I was wandering around the big blackberry thicket while friends picked berries. It is time to mow and I was knee deep in grass and weeds seeking out bugs, birds, and flowers to photograph.
I looked up and watched this family that I have known for almost ten years. They are wonderful friends and were my next door neighbors in Victorville California. When I moved to Texas, they were very interested in getting out of the upper desert during a time the housing market skyrocketed. They sold and moved to the Dallas Metroplex.
Looking at all the weeds in my pasture, I thought of the unhealthy friendships I have had over the course of my life. Those relationships were much like these wild annuals: pernicious, persistent, competitive, and hamper human activity.
Weeds in our lives can be unhealthy relationships. And while I write this, one of my readers will read this and roll up their eyes, nod their head, and move on to the next blog. I say this because it is I who is maintaining this weed garden. During the past few years, I have realized that when I thought this person was there to share in a good friendship and support me, that instead they were only in it to meet their own needs.
I spend each evening in my own vegetable and flower gardens around my home weeding. Weeds destroy the healthy plants. The same applies for the people we associate with.
Although I can take a photograph of a weed and present it as a work of art, it is far more difficult to change the quality of those relationships that do not flourish and grow in my own life.
The photo above was taken by me yesterday with the Nikon D50 with the macro setting of the 300 lens.