During the winter months it seem to be a strong human need to search for the light. The sun rises and hides so frequently behind blue steel clouds . Perhaps the sun is chilled too and don’t want to come out of it covers.
My years of dabbling with a paint brush ,I developed a need to find light in everything I see. The morning sky, the evening sky ,the sunlight poking through shadows,and the glare behind most mysteries. I can see why early religions would worship the sun, it was very uncomplicated. It enables vision and warms the body,it protected them from the dark and it creatures that roamed the nocturnal trail. Light magnifies the beauty of everything ,it transforms into many shapes just by the way it bends around its prey.
I so long for the extended light of summer,more time to enjoy and dance in it presence