These days I am obsessed by light, it is so hard to commodify. I am not talking about a beautiful dawn, or holidays in the sun, or the light that makes a photograph look good. I am talking about brightness itself, the air lit up. The gleam on the surfaces of my typing hands. I love the gift of its arrival. The light you see is always eight and a half minutes old. Always and again. And you think it is shared by everyone but it is not shared, exactly — our eyes are hit by our own, personal photons.
— Anne Enright, The Wren, the Wren. (W. W. Norton & Company, September 19, 2023) (
Notes:
- DK Photo 5:05 am Wednesday, June 25 2025. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. More photos from yesterday’s daybreak walk here.
- Thank you Make Believe Boutique for the Enright passage.
- Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.
Thank you DK. Thank you.
I had no idea that the light we see is ‘old light’
Yes!
https://www.pbs.org/seeinginthedark/astronomy-topics/light-as-a-cosmic-time-machine.html#:~:text=The%20Sun%20is%2093%20million,it%20was%208%20minutes%20ago.
Wonderful, moving words.
Fully agree Jet.
Yes. And your beautiful image perfectly represents this.
Well now, that’s so nice of you to share that Dale!
Always a pleasure 🙂
Wonderful photos, too.
Thank you!
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Magnificent! Thank you dear David, Love, nia
Thanks Nia!