I asked for providence to smile upon me with his sweet face
Yeah but I’ll tell you
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
And I do not feel the romance I do not catch the spark
My place is of the sun and this place is of the dark
(By grace, my sight grows stronger)
(And I will not be a pawn for the prince of darkness any longer)
~Indigo Girls
a splash of color on monday morning
a photo study documenting the colors of the spectrum: the balance points between light reflected and light absorbed
Looks like your garden is in full bloom. Recall these flowers started out underground in the dark earth. From that lonely place they pushed up (or were they pulled?) towards the light. Now, with their faces fully to the sun, they bloom.
Not quite full bloom yet, but getting there! A good reminder of their time in the dark before they emerged to bloom… thank you.