Lessons from a Plumeria
While waiting for the bus today, I wandered a few steps to the Plumeria beside the stop and pulled out my camera. A light breeze was moving through the branches, and on the ground were a few fallen blooms, soft, a little worn, but still beautiful in their own quiet way. I’ve always liked how Plumeria carries itself through the seasons. There are weeks when it bursts with flowers, and times like now when the blooms arrive more sparingly. Either way, it keeps showing up.
In monochrome, the story feels calmer. The leaves reveal their ribs like gentle lines on a palm, and the petals, speckled and slightly bruised, take on a porcelain look against the textured bed of trimmings. I framed the leaves against the sky to highlight the curves, then looked down to honor the blossoms that had already finished their moment. Old doesn’t mean less lovely, it just means the light finds them differently.
This small pause at the bus stop reminded me why I keep photographing everyday scenes. You don’t need a grand location to see something worth keeping. Consistency is its own kind of beauty, one leaf at a time, one bloom at a time, one frame at a time. The Plumeria doesn’t rush. It simply grows, rests, and returns.
That’s my takeaway today, be consistent and stay calm. Keep showing up for the things you love, even in the quieter seasons. Not every day will be overflowing with flowers, but there will always be enough, enough light for a photo, enough detail for a story, enough reason to keep going. And if a simple tree beside a bus stop can keep blooming at its own pace, maybe we can, too.
”To see in color is a delight for the eye, but to see in black and white is delight for the soul.”
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