What amazes me about this montage is how singular the moments, brief flickers where each face holds her own, instantly recognizable identity, as the overwhelming dimensions of “beauty” hold centre stage.
I think this is how we live and die; in equal, perfect measure. Balance. But it is not the seasons that change to keep the earth in balance in cycles of decay and rebirth. The earth moves herself to stay in balance with her life-giving and her dying. The seasons do not happen to her but Earth steps into them, breath by breath, back towards the moon and on towards the sun.