Out shoveling pre-dawn in January I caught this shot in the strange light, a result of high winds, wet horizontal snow and rapidly falling temperatures.
I love to see the work of the Master Artist, a little temporal art to dazzle the eye.
It’s wonderful sometimes to look at a droplet reflecting the world as it hangs from a branch or clouds dyed orange in the sunset, these fleeting moments of beauty we are so privileged to see.
And then, of course, there is every person, each in the complexity of their construct, each capable of their own stunning transformations.
It could make one thankful to be here.