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Life is layers. We build them up as we grow and develop: layers to our personality, our brain, our problems. Some are protective and hard to penetrate. Nothing is simple because it’s usually laid on something else, like layers of wallpaper on a wall, it’s hard to separate them; layers become fused together, until in your own mind, you don’t know which came first: the chicken or the egg.
Nature lays down layers, too. Only trained eyes can tell what they mean, but they do show a steady progression which spans a longer time than our minds can imagine. I find this pleasing, to think that time is laid on time, the lives are laid on lives.
The following photos were taken last summer in St. Andrews, Scotland. The town has a recorded history back to the 800’s, and it is known that people lived here as early as the fifth century A.D. But what story do these rocks tell? I’m sure they have a longer history than the town.