Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Light, 12/1/15:

So it is the third day of Advent already, and as is my tradition I am late in observing it. I did not want to short-change the month of thankfulness by ending it early. I enjoyed that daily practice. At the same time, I have been looking forward to observing Advent by watching for and marking the light I see around me. I have always loved this season, and the light-charged air (holiday lights, Salvation Army bells, snowflakes.) It is so much more than pretty, now. 


Today's light: the first rays of morning--the ones that illuminate frost and make it glitter madly until it melts from the warmth. I have never thought it was fair that frost is brought to life and destroyed by the same thing, but I will admit now that it makes the moment the sun reaches across the treetops that much more precious. 

My car was generously spread with frost this morning. Like waves of buttercream.