Loving the Light

Not a moment goes by in this place of my heart, that I'm not reminded how much I love the moods and range of the light. Where else in the world, could I look out one of my front windows in the morning and see this? It isn't unusual here. On mornings when the mist and fog lie low along the river surface, you can see the sun straining to rise and break through just above the causse. And then in a little while-if you're really lucky...you get this! A special thanks to Wendy today for noticing how much I love the light!