JUST AS THE OBLIQUE RAYS of low winter sun cast bright light and long shadows over landscapes, the onset of a new season brings with it a dichotomous feeling, a compulsion to glance wistfully backward while also looking ahead toward change.
Perhaps Yoko Ono put it best when she wrote:
“Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.”
On this first day of winter, we invite you to watch a series of seasons pass over the Center’s Savanna Meadow.*
Take note as bluebonnets appear and disappear; as grasses become lush green in spring, bloom with fuzzy pipe cleaner shafts in fall and then turn gray; as the sun and clouds rush in and retreat; as blooming rosinweed and big red sage appear in the foreground and turn to dry stalks; as time and seasons move on — and nature perseveres.
*The images in this slideshow are courtesy of Carl Pingry, a longtime Center volunteer who passed away in July of 2016. His Photo Point Project involved returning to various spots around the Center and capturing those viewpoints over time, through numerous seasons and years. This view is from point 122, labeled simply “Meadow” (officially the Savanna Meadow), and covers a time period from March 26, 2004, to June 25, 2008.