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Project 365 day one hundred and seventy two, a rose by any other name

shakespeare romeo and juliet a rose by any other name

‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What’s Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.

Shakespeare‘s Romeo and Juliet, 1600

I love a bit of Shakespeare, but so glad the english language has evolved to become so much simpler than it was, I can now butcher it without twis, twas, was or tis!

Project 365 day one hundred and fifty seven, We are not what we were and not what we will be.

We are not what we were and not what we will be.

This rose started as a green bud, now the bud has started to open the petals are tinted, when this rose opens fully its petals will be a brilliant white.

Ergo what we are now is not what we were or what we will be, we go through many changes in life and experiences will affect us but not make us. We shape ourselves by the choices we make through situations presented to us, sometimes we make bad decisions, sometimes we have no option but to make a bad decision, maybe there is only bad and worse.

Is choice a luxury that few have? No, choice is a luxury that only a few do not have. Every choice we make changes us from what we are to what we will be next, some choices are big but most are small inconceivable choices that seem almost insignificant but can have the most profound affect on your future you.

So remember the next time when you say “I had no choice”, did you really have no choice or did you make the best of a bad set of options? To have no choice is very rare but we must make the best of what we are given because that is what we will be.

Project 365 day one hundred and thirty nine, roses are red

roses are definately red

Roses are definately red, well in this case they are. I was driving down my road and caught this out of the corner of my eye. parked up and shot back to capture this, it had the biggest head for a rose I have ever seen.