the crew has to construct some protective
scaffolding. This is a photo of the work
being done on an old building in Mission Hills, an historic neighborhood of San Diego.
After the work is done, this will be torn down.
I, personally, find the wood structure
beautiful. I enjoy walking through it as I stroll
down Washington Street. The wood has a
fresh, natural aroma. The blonde color is very calming, and the long pathway feels cozy and safe. Behind the wall, an extensive construction project is in process. It is hidden.
I like scaffolding, and will miss it when they tear it down in honor of the new buidling behind it. However, it must be done.
I am also going through a process of renewal, and search for my own form of scaffolding as I go through the journey. I seek out people who are kind. I seek out moments of joy. I tend to linger outdoors, feeling the cool air on my arms. I don't rush through my days as I once did. I wait. I pause. I appreciate. I enjoy.
In your life, what serves as scaffolding? What supports you while you work on renewal?
