GREY SPROUTS
The soft lemon-lime tips are new this season, a few inches of growth since last year. It would be easy to overlook if you were so inclined, but in the natural world, it is easy to see the progress. Each year there is a few extra inches.
It's different with people, at least it usually is. There are some people who you might notice the progress.
Think of someone with a die job, there roots eventually show through, sometimes mingled with a salting of grey.
It's close to the patterns in these small evergreens, the deep green marking the true collies, the lighter green the fresher coating, and a hint of rusty orange rather than grey.
If only it were so simple for people to embrace that change, to Proust display our progress and change over the years.
Most of us are not so inclined though. We mask our age, bury the lives we have lived beneath cosmetics and surgeries.
I for one am proud of my grey, a subtle hint of distinction at the temples and along the jaw line. Those shades of colour tell a story, just like the different shades of the evergreen.
We should embrace those subtle changes for they tell a story, one of lineage and experience.
They are built in postcards of the places we have been, indicators of the choices we have made and the experiences that have shaped us.
They are our heritage.
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