Because my eyes are so light sensitive I move around a darkened house in the morning until I’m awake enough for jarring lights. If I had flicked the lights on I would have missed the bananas glowing on a shelf next to the basket of tea, lit by a single ray of light casting into the kitchen, seeking something to illuminate.
Early Morning Light
21 Saturday Sep 2013
Keep this up and one day you will have enough of these to publish a book called “Reflections On Gratitude.”