‘There are a finite number of times we get to do anything and after the first time it’s a count. We only get to look at the sky so many times in a life. There are a finite number of rainstorms and seasons that we’ll witness, and the number seems so big until it doesn’t. We never know when will be the last time we taste something or see someone or do anything at all. And for all the money in the world, time is not for sale no matter what the doctors say when we beg for more of it toward the end, finally seeing that we forgot to count the raindrops.’
-Cory Richards, The Color of Everything: A Journey to Quiet the Chaos Within
(Random House)
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Art credit: David Hockney: The Arrival of Spring, Normandy, 2020
at the Art Institute of Chicago
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Poignant. Thanks.
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my pleasure –
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My pleasure, Beth
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A truly magnificent quote/statement by Cory Richards …
“Dancing In The Rain, (an Epigram)
In one way or another
After leaving our mothers
Life delivers us to love and pain
While dancing in the rain”
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love this, thank you, Ivor
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Beautiful!
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<3
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I’m a fan of Hockney’s work, and this goes so well with the quote.
Best wishes, Pete.
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yes, and the quote was from a National Geographic photographer/author
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Nice! I trust I am taking time to “count the raindrops!”
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me as well –
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Years and years ago a friend used to call me often – not daily – but too often. And then she stopped and I found out she couldn’t anymore. We don’t know what/when “the last time” will be. With recent events in my life I don’t know if it is healthy/wise to live like “this is the last time”. And so I didn’t. One doesn’t bargain with time.
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<3
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Is that quote from Cory Richards the photographer?
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yes! for national geographic
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I try to keep my eyes and mind open, Beth.
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Me too, mark
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Beautiful and true
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❤️
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A gentle reminder to make the most of every day. Sometimes, I do. Peace.
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yes, I try to remember
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Those words, that art, simply thought-provoking, beautiful and true.
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the author of the words ia a National Geographic photographer and quite a writer as well
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I have lived over 28,000 days and that is the vast majority of my allotment. That finite number has always seemed so finite it scares me!
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I can understand that –
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What a perfect and poignant pairing, Beth. Touched me deeply.
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it’s very moving and really makes you stop and think
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I have bookmarked the book to my to-read pile!
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Too few raindrops where I live and have lived. If you bring the rain I’ll happily do the counting!
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there you go –
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Very poignant indeed. I learned to enjoy the moment, whether sunny or rainy, calm or stormy. They all have their beauty (in case they are not threatening). Thanks for this reminder, Beth.
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you’re so right –
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Love this Beth…so much. Thank you. 💕💕💕
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and it’s so true –
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Beautiful and so very poignant
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it really makes you think
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A fine metaphor
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it works –
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That’s nice!
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glad you liked it
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Dear Beth
We saw Hockney’s enormous picture in Salts Mill and immediately liked it.
Thanks and cheers
The Fab Four of Cley
:-) :-) :-) :-)
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how wonderful !
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beautiful: both the painting and the thought but especially the sub title of that book —
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the quote was written a National Geographic photographer and he is quite a writer, and the artwork is lovely and by David Hockney
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yes, I know Hockney; he has made quite a splash in the art world :)
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Such a beautiful post, Beth.
We had a massive freezing rain storm last night and all I could think of on my walk home was how annoying this was. Your post helps me reflect on that experience in a different light!
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we’ve been having really heavy rains, and I thought that this was a good time for me to see things in a different light too –
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Beautiful and profound, Beth!
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and so true –
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Absolute truth. We were going for pizza, stopped at his doctors, and instead of getting pizza, he was put into the hospital and never came home.
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heartbreaking
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Didn’t have time to even think about what was happening. How could he never come home? Insane. We were just going for pizza. So I have a very clear picture of last times.
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<3
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Poignant loveliness. I express gratitude every day for this spark, this spirit, this life.
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I am happy each day that I wake up
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Beth, I love the David Hockney painting, and feel it. And boy, I had never looked that way about seeing the sky etc. until that quote. It makes you think.
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It really does
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Wow!
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It really hits home
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Well, isn’t Cory a cheery ray of sunshine!
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)))))
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Too true.
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we really have to remind ourselves sometimes
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Indeed. We almost never know when something will be our last.
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