I sat in the hallway trying to find some focus as I shifted between writing projects. But focus was not coming and so at last, a bit agitated, I started to rise. That’s when my eyes fell upon a clear vase. In fact it was a drinking cup that I’d turned into a vase after the plastic had begun to crack. It held an inch or so of water and a few sprigs of baby’s breath.
The sunlight shone through it magnificently, and somehow that light brought a great sense of calm.
I shook the vase to let the light dance.
Then some petals fell in casting their shadows.
And then I could not resist … I dunked in several sprigs, curious to see what new shapes would emerge. New shapes did and so did several rainbows.
Soon the light shifted as it always, eventually does. I crumbled the baby’s breath on top the soil of another growing plant. The empty vase I placed back in the window.
I share these photos of that light-filled moment with you. And now I am off to write. 😉
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