This old wall in Florence, Arizona has had many patches. The adobe, now wearing away, reveals the ancient brick. And the mortar repairs where the brick failed are themselves crumbling away. Notice how the chip board effectively blocks an earlier window design. The structure is old, but still standing.
I appreciate the wall’s curves and straight lines expressed through the interplay of all that marvelous texture. And I hear its firm statement of resiliency:
Don’t mess with me! I’ll be here long after you are dust!
It has taken me all my life to understand
that it is not necessary to understand everything.