Goodbye's....

I don't like goodbye's. I never have. There is something I put on this 'act of parting' that always makes it unusually sad for me. Somewhere along the way, I made goodbye's feel permanent - an ending - when in reality I know they aren't, not always anyway. I  know goodbye's are an inevitability, a part of daily living, just as much as the 'hello's' are but they hurt me just the same.

 Here's a shot of Ashbridges Bay at dawn....

Hello Sun. Goodbye Sun.

Hello daylilies. Goodbye daylilies.

Hello glass of wine. Goodbye glass of wine.

Hello baby. Goodbye baby....