Purportedly, journalist Ken Griffiths of The Sunday Times took a photo of the same couple, in the same place (outside their home), each season for 12 consecutive years. There are many theories surrounding this series of photos. Some say it’s Ken Griffiths’ parents and he chronicled their love for one another through their final 12 seasons together. Others merely note the acclaimed photographer and journalist took the photos of some would be friends to be originally published in 1973. The results no matter which way you cut it are amazing, and they are making their way around the web for all to ponder.
“When you’re young you prefer the vulgar months, the fullness of the seasons. As you grow older you learn to like the in-between times, the months that can’t make up their minds. Perhaps it’s a way of admitting that things can’t ever bear the same certainty again.”
― Julian Barnes, Flaubert’s Parrot
There is something magical about each season anew. Each bring with it inevitable change, glory and even decay. Spring brings with it eternal hope and each season unveils a new chapter. The same holds true in our lives, and I love to think about the parallels between our mother earth… and each of us that share her for a brief moment in time.