I’ve always loved light.
It’s kept me company in the hours when sleep hides.
It’s hidden so that I can listen in the dark.
It’s blinded me with beauty on the lake.
It’s shone down on us as we’ve colored together.
It’s danced outside my window and made me smile.
Light
It’s the feeling in my heart when I let my joy cast stronger shadows than my sorrow.
Categories: Me
You’re my light.
I love you babe.
Beautiful! Thank you – what a treat on a grey friday!
Lovely! Pretty thoughts and pretty photos.
Awww – so poetic – and poignant – – – made me feel warm and cozy on this gray/sleety/snowy day.
I write a poem about you when you were little called ‘My Light Child.”
You’re still that Light Child to me.
Beautiful. I am constantly trying to capture light with my camera, too. Especially that in the morning, on the winter branches. Somehow I think words can do a better job than photographs at that. Your words here, for example. xox
Gorgeous.
Wow. That first picture? Just wow.
What a beautifully striking blog!!
pretty & poetic
light is just the BEST
makes everyone a bit happier i’d say
🙂