The sun shining through the trees in Eugene, OR…I’m sure your neck of the woods has similar mornings. Sometimes the way the light hits our hearts is the most powerful memory.
Could have been British Columbia, yes. Maybe that’s why I was so attracted to it … the familiar. The photo also brought back a memory of when my wonderful sister-in-law Catherine was dying maybe half a decade ago…. she whispered into my ears… In the light Bruce, in the light. So your comment rings true, Priscilla…. amen to it all.
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Love this image Priscilla. Wow.
The sun shining through the trees in Eugene, OR…I’m sure your neck of the woods has similar mornings. Sometimes the way the light hits our hearts is the most powerful memory.
Could have been British Columbia, yes. Maybe that’s why I was so attracted to it … the familiar. The photo also brought back a memory of when my wonderful sister-in-law Catherine was dying maybe half a decade ago…. she whispered into my ears… In the light Bruce, in the light. So your comment rings true, Priscilla…. amen to it all.
Wow – that sounds like such a powerful moment. ❤