As a photographer, I am obviously wrapped up in the nature of light. I spent four days this past week hiking, camping, and taking pictures in Hells Canyon, both below the rim and on top. As I enjoyed the delicate gentleness of early morning light and the subtle strength of evening light, I contrasted those times of day to the hot, harsh light in between. In much the same way, I considered how our lives develop. We enter the world in the cool morning of our early years, move into the harsher realities of day to day living as adults, and then, with the strength we have gained, transition into senior years which hopefully are wiser in recognizing the nuances of people and their situations.
|Bench below Hat Point, Hells Canyon|