Your Monday Photo Shoot: Show us picture of something that to you represents the passage of time.
What you see here is Mandy, today, chewing on cow bones. The cow was Betsy, one of my last Jerseys; she died of milk fever while I was accompanying my ex-daughter-in-law to the airport to pick up her Pekenese dog. I don't recall the year, but it had to have been 1993 or 1994, because the year after the flood of '93, I remember finding lots of mushrooms near the stinking carcass of my cow. Today I found a handful of them in the same place, so it must be a good spot. To me, those bovine hipbones convey the passage of time better than anything I can think of. Living creatures die, but life goes on.
How many morels can you see beneath the Mayflowers, among the leaves near the bones? The little greys are hard to spot.