Walking with My Camera: The Light Isn’t Gone


Below the inversion layer it has been mostly gray for days. On Monday morning the sun was breaking through the fog. I grabbed my camera and went outside to capture the trees standing in the misty brightness. Traipsing about didn’t yield much photographically but the light and the sun warmth entered my skin and made me smile.

inversion. (ĭn-vûr’zhən) A layer of air that is warmer than the air below it is called an inversion layer (

Remembering the words of Martin Luther King Jr. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.”

On my walk I hear the bright sadness rising up

pushing the cold down

in the voice of ice melting

“find the warm air―breath the sun―bring it back―

the light isn’t gone”

(Top View of Jordy the Samoyed)