Flowers from the Oregon coast. I enjoyed the fiery orange, sky blue and pink bud/ white bloom. The blue came from an exuberant hydrangea bush, the pink and white from moonflower twining up an outside stair bannister. I'm not familiar with the orange one, but it glowed in the sunshine. 
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Yesterday I was early for meeting my sister, so I stood in Schrock plaza and wondered how my search for sparks of light will shift as the weather turns colder and cloudier. My eye has been repeatedly drawn to the interplay of light and the colorful fall leaves the last few weeks. Most of the leaves are down now, and yesterday was a gray morning, though warm. I waited and wondered where I would find moments of light. Gradually the bare branches against the lightening sky drew my eye. 
 The sun was rising, and the clouds blowing away, revealing the nearly full moon they had been hiding. I'm not sure how the search will evolve -- I'm still holding the option that some winter days may be the time to bring out photos gathered during sunny, colorful fall days, or that I'll look for more metaphorical sparks of light in songs and writings -- but so far each day seems to have brought some special spark of light and delight. Today's sparks came as the sun began burning off the morning's heavy fog. The trees and bushes in the front yard may have lost their leaves, but they were bedecked with diamonds this morning. 
I wish i had been able to get my camera up in time to record the other image I received -- the flock of geese that came ghosting overhead, half hidden by fog, but undersides white with sun.
 I'm repeating the image of the full moon I recorded yesterday morning. Any midwife will tell you that there is often an uptick in births around the time of a full moon. And so it was. Jodi Beyeler, one of Assembly’s elder group, and her husband, Ben, were beginning to wonder if their little one was ever going to make an appearance. The due date was October 4, and the days kept passing. Finally we got to that full harvest moon. Arthur Lester Hochstedler Beyeler was born about four hours after I took that picture, at 10:12 on 10-12-2011. No wonder he waited. A future in some mathematical field seems likely. And about four hours after that, in a different time zone, Timothy Michael Yoder arrived, son of Katie and Luke Yoder, and grandson of Mike and Mary Lehman Yoder from Assembly. It is good to celebrate new life in our midst. And since I don’t have photos of either of the new families, here’s one of another new life. Twenty-six years and two weeks ago, David Isaac Glick joined our family. It was a full moon then too.  Here's David then.  And David now, seen here with sister Beth, at her wedding this August. Sparks of light, the two of them -- and now Jesse too.  Beth and Jesse, sparking
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My approach to contemplative photography --
"Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it." Mary Oliver in "Sometimes" Archives
August 2020
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