Walk On By

We grew up in a household bathed in Muzak, did my brother and I. How many folks can make a claim like that? That their parents preferred to play elevator music all day? We picked up the lyrics to a thousand songs by simple emersion, a skill with absolutely no practical value I can think of. But I digress. Most folks just walk on by interesting scenes, which is why some of us feel the need to photograph them, I suppose. 

Still Beautiful

According to my superficial internet 'research', the oldest living examples of the crepe myrtle are in Italy and are about 130 years old. So our examples, which are well over 50 years old by my estimation, are middle aged but still very much in the prime of life. They will probably outlast my wife and me, which is not something I want to contemplate for too long. At the moment, though, I'm more concerned with whether they will survive the current drought/deluge pattern of precipitation in the Southeast that is stressing so many trees. But for as long as they are around, they will remain excellent subjects for photography.