“Autumn is a second spring, where every leaf is a flower” ~ Albert Camus
So fitting is this quote to this photograph that I had to enlist it, despite the fact that I had no idea who Albert Camus is or was. Annually, I suffer from a bit of sadness this time of year as the trees are stripped bare and the the world around me becomes seemingly void of color. It’s almost cruel how nature saves the most vivid colors for last, only to let them fall to the ground. I find myself wishing that I could rewind the weeks back to spring and start the process over immediately, without waiting through the hardship of winter. Only after the last leaf has perished do I set my sights forward and begin to anticipate winter with eagerness, comforted that a new spring will follow.
As for Albert Camus, my conscience wouldn’t let me complete this post without a google search. Camus was a French author, journalist and philosopher who took home the Pulitzer Prize for literature in 1947. He is best known for his contribution to the rise of the philosophy known as Absurdism. Wikipedia says about him, “Camus presents the reader with dualisms such as happiness and sadness, dark and light, life and death, etc. He emphasizes the fact that happiness is fleeting and that the human condition is one of mortality; for Camus, this is cause for a greater appreciation for life and happiness”.