I live in a little valley beneath the local high school track, where each May youngsters from area schools gather to compete in hurdles, sprints, relays and field events. Their physiques vary widely: Some are small and awkward as colts, having barely encountered puberty; others appear to have come neatly through that hormonal tumult and landed in the bodies of young adults. All are beautiful in a way they will not fully appreciate until it is irretrievably gone.
So again this year, I grabbed my camera and headed up to the meet to bear witness: to feel the excitement of competition, the elegance of earnest effort and the poignant poetry of youth in full bloom, as yet undiminished by time.
Thank you for this post. I appreciate the youth as you do – “All are beautiful in a way they will not fully appreciate until it is irretrievably gone.” I particularly like the photo “friends”
Thank you, Rafiki!
Sempre que posso aqui no Rio de Janeiro participo de competições semelhantes aessas.
Maravilhoso! Obrigado por ler e comentar.