we belong to each other

"If we have no peace, it is because we have forgotten that we belong to each other."

- Mother Teresa

playing with light

The days are getting shorter. I am waking up earlier so that I don't miss a single beam of sunlight. Though it is now quite gray, when I opened the curtains to my window at 7am the sun filled the room with a beautiful orange glow that echoed the orange bushes in my back yard.

Light is such an amazing thing. It has a profound impact on my mood and the quality of the day. When the sun streams through the window I have more energy and feel more inspired to study. Here are some photographs of playing with light throughout the year.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

transfigured autumn

The year has reached its mighty ending

With golden wine and fruit of gardens.

Forests around keep wondrous peace

And are companions to the lonely.

Then says the farmer: it is good.

You evening bells prolonged and quiet

Still at the last give us good heart.

A flock of birds hails on its journey.

It is the season of mild love. 

Down the blue river in a boat

How image follows lovely image -

Then all goes down in rest and silence.

-Georg Trakl