Winter days are short. Lately they have been alternating between being warm and dreary or sunny but way too cold to head out with a camera.
I've been needing to look elsewhere for sparks of light. Just after Christmas -- about the time we put the decorations away -- I diagnosed a shortage of cheerful color in my life and prescribed a series of jigsaw puzzles. This provides the satisfaction of making order out of chaos, as well as a burst of color to satisfy my soul.
"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.