It’s another one of those weeks–short on subjects and predicates, long on logistics and to-do lists. But at every turn, in the midst of the craziness that is December, I keep encountering the things I love. Here is a long-on-visuals/short-on-words collection that describes just one category of beloved things I’d have worked into the lyrics of a song, were I Rogers and Hammerstein.
Like, for instance…
I love how the lights on this neighborhood tree rained down onto the windshield and hood of a nearby car.
I love the light at the end of these December days, particularly when I remember to get outside and see it as it passes from brilliant to beyond. Noticing when the sun sets somehow makes the darkness at 4PM more tolerable.
That same setting sun, just moments before. I’m a complete sucker for how the late afternoon light hits the buildings I love. This little chalet with the gothic door belongs to the Cambridge Skating Club.