Beauty is so often synonymous with youth — new, fresh, alive.
We seldom look long at the aged. At the wrinkles. The lines. The age spots.
Unpleasant reminders of our own frailty.
If we could reframe our definition perhaps we would find grace even in old age.
The Lens and I 
beautiful and excellent details 🙂
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Thank you — finding new ways to look at the world brings me great delight.
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