One of my favorite things I’ve seen while focusing on photographing bones is how little they really stay dead. The cell structure of antler and bone traps moisture and minerals, creating an incredibly rich and complex substrate for tiny plants to grow.Â
If you’re feeling like dry bones right now, remember this- bone is not truly dead, it’s a part of continuing life. Nothing in nature is discarded, nothing is lost, it’s all cycled back into further growth in its time and season.Â
Ecclesiastes 3 is being overused right now but still, it’s applicable.Â
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal
A time to shed one’s antlers, and a time to be the antler in the sun, dry and lost, quietly growing new life.Â
For all that this blog is about dead things, it is also about the celebration of life and stands for life, in all its forms, from first-planted seed and first-conceived soul to final rest.Â