The Optimism of a Watermelon
Notes from my daily photography experiments #2


Today from my daily experiments, I decided to succumb to cutting the vine off my optimistic attempt of a watermelon. The lifeline that connected it had withered and browned. The umbilical cord to this dying fruit.
I had tried to delay this moment for as long as possible. Cutting it would mean defeat. Despite my best efforts in generating a green thumb for the past two years, all I could grow was a tiny watermelon, so small that it could fit into the palm of my hand.
I snipped it off and decided it would be the subject for my daily photo. Prior to this, I didn’t think there could be much to learn from this little fruit. But once I carved into the solid back of the rind, what I discovered inside pleasantly surprised me.
Within its florescent pink flesh nestled the signature black seeds. Of course, I expected them to be there, but not in the state that I had found them.
I saw that the seeds were the exact same size as the ones that would be in a regular-sized melon. I smiled at this, my interest piqued, and charmed by the small lessons that the natural world offers. Nature and its seeds often do inspire those that observe them. Seeds, dormant life, how can they not stir one into a joyous frenzy of contemplation?
I reflected on the current attitude I had about my life. I felt that my growth had been stunted the past two years. I would see my peers succeed around me, and I couldn’t help but allow the contaminating thoughts of comparison to take hold. So similar to how blight takes hold of plants and shows no mercy. I felt small, I felt that I didn’t know that I could grow more.
But as I saw the little black pods, I realized that despite this small watermelon not being fully grown, it had the exact same-sized seeds as a large one. The exact same potential for growth and abundance.
Maybe that could be me as well.

DAILY PHOTO EXPERIMENTS: Day 1: A Week of Mimicking Flowers Day 2: The Optimism of a Watermelon Day 3: The White Flowers That Danced Before The Night Sky Day 4: A Celebration of Procrastination Day 5: The Statue That Looked More Human Than I Felt Day 6: Today I Made A Tree
