21/52 Singin’ the blues

To paraphrase a song sung by the late, great Louis Armstrong:

I see trees of green … skies of blue … clouds of white …

Bright blessed days … dark sacred nights …

The colors of a rainbow … so pretty … in the sky…

But not on the  faces of people going by …

I see my old friend shaking … I hear winged babies crying …

And then I think to myself, my old friend is dying …

What a not-so wonderful world!

I took these shots on a beautiful day in April. This is my barn’s best side. More pleasing to the eye than my previous post taken on a foggy winter morning in February. But …

Behind all that jazz … she is not growing old gracefully.

From the inside … one can see, hear, smell, feel her anguish.

Singin’ the blues … 😦

Photo of the Week series: Every Sunday in 2012 I will either share a photo from my archives or something new I just can’t wait to get feedback on for future art shows/exhibits.

Blogger participation: My hope is to receive enough input on each week’s photo to later post a Bloggers’ Choice of the Month and wrap up 2012 with a Bloggers’ Choice of the Year.


16 thoughts on “21/52 Singin’ the blues”

  1. She may not be growing old gracefully, but she’s doing it beautifully. I love it! But, I know it’s hard for you since it’s your barn.

    Also, I sooooo wanted to correct your Louis Armstrong words because as I sang it in my head and read your “lyrics” I thought, “She has it all wrong!” But then I realized you intentionally did it so I feel better. Now off to play it the way I know it! 🙂

    1. Thanks so much. While processing the photo and my thoughts, that song instantly popped into my head, so I Googled it and the paraphrasing of the lyrics helped me process my feelings and the sad song in my heart.

    1. Thanks, Rob. I value your opinion and comments. The feature photo reminded me of the song, and then I thought to myself, this is not a wonderful world where we allow valuable and significant pieces of Americana disappear from the face of the earth. Then the paraphrasing just flowed from my very being.

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