day 3 theme: poetry, a picture and some thoughts
she walks in beauty
she walks in beauty like the night
of cloudless climes and starry skies;
and all that’s best of dark and bright
meet in her aspect and her eyes:
thus mellowed to that tender light
which heaven to gaudy day denies.
george gordon, lord byron
i can’t take credit for this one. my darling daughter, who walks in beauty, took this yesterday evening as we were cleaning up our gardening mess. i asked her to hold my camera while i did something and she snapped away. i am always amazed when i see life through my children’s lenses. she saw the setting sun and thought enough of it to take a picture and then in her dramatic, super-girly voice she said, “oh, mother, your camera…” but i think it was more about what she had captured. i love this girl. not just because she walks in beauty, but because she is beauty.