When I take my photos late at night, you get
.... interesting... ones. Today is light and the view out our front
door. Here is the view at 9:45 at night. Not very light. When we have a
full moon you can see quite a lot. Over the holiday break we painted our
master bedroom and upstairs hallway. The hallway and three of our walls
were an orangey tan, and one master bedroom wall was, well, the color
of poop. I have struggled with that wall since we moved in. So we went
with our trusted favorite blue by Behr paint: morning breeze. It felt
like we brought the outside in. It feels like a sunny day. But other
things mean light to me too. For one, the Temple. I love the temple and
the light I gain for my soul when I go. I saw this picture in Deseret
Book the other day and snapped a photo. It is light. I also like light
colored things. These sweet little shoes made me smile and think of my
rainbowed childhood. I may or may not have purchased them for a little
girl I hope will be in my future.