One spark of light flew by too quickly for a photo today. I was standing in the parking lot outside of the farmer's market and looked up just in time to see a flash of late afternoon sunlight on the glossy black plumage of a crow flapping its way south.
Oddly, I notice that it takes effort to notice the sparks of light after a few days of sunshine. With so much light streaming down, I start taking it for granted. I need to store up more sunlit images for the cloudy gray days that will be coming to northern Indiana all too soon.
Here's the one photo I did take -- sun on the grasses beside the parking lot.
"Instructions for living a life:
Tell about it."
Mary Oliver in "Sometimes"
I've taken on a prayer practice of looking for the moments of light in each day, whether actual or metaphorical, and then writing or posting photos of what I find.