Words + Images

As I post this picture taken yesterday of ice on a Belle Isle trail, I look out the kitchen window and view light dancing upon water.  Not river or pond water but water pooling upon asphalt.  Heavy rains in New England at the moment, and the light that shines down is street  and car lights.  Red, gold, green.  In this photo, the sun was setting and illuminating wonderful patterns at my feet of water cradling rocks and broken glass and bits of grass.