“There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflect it.” – Edith Wharton.

The first light of the sun coming through our bedroom window is our alarm clock, it wakes us up. The first light always suggests hope to me, the idea that I can be better, that the world can be better, and that we will learn to treat one another in a better and more compassionate way.

First light, the living room window. I never stop searching for the light