I wish this picture could better convey the golden glow of the air beneath this tree in our backyard. It's leaves are an amazing brilliant yellow right now, and at about 8:30 in the morning, the sun lights them up in a way that reflects sunshine everywhere.
I love lense flares in pictures of people.
I love the shadows light creates.
And I love the allegorical power of light. What it means as a guide, an illuminator of darkness.
Our kids know that in the winter, we open the front curtains during the day not just for the light, but for the warmth.
I love catching a glimpse of my wife's eyes when the sun falls obliquely across her face. She has beautiful, warm brown eyes, but in the sun just so, they look like golden honey, sweet and smooth.
I love turning out the lights when it is time to rest.
I love turning them back on in the morning, so the seminary kids know that we are awake and ready for them.
I am grateful for the light in my life.
