Arty Farty Friday ~ Squaring the......

Glancing through husband's Flickr pages I decided I could maybe wax a bit arty farty with a few of his photographs, taken on our trips over the years. Among the thousands of images circles began to jump out and demand my attention.

The eye is the first circle; the horizon which it forms is the second; and throughout nature this primary figure is repeated without end.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)

Everything the Power of the World does is in a circle. The Sky is round and I have heard that the earth is round like a ball and so are all the stars. The Wind, in its greatest power, whirls. Birds make their nests in circles. ... The sun comes forth and goes down again in a circle. The moon does the same, and both are round. Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing, and always come back again to where they were.
(John Neihardt)

"The life of man is a self-evolving circle, which, from a ring imperceptibly small, rushes on all sides outwards to new and larger circles, and that without end. The extent to which this generation of circles, wheel without wheel, will go, depends on the force or truth of the individual soul."
(Ralph Waldo Emerson)

And the seasons they go round and round
And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look behind from where we came
And go round and round and round in the circle game
(Joni Mitchell).