We think of the harvest as coming when the apples are ripe in the fall, but apple blossoms provide their own kind of harvest, in ephemeral moments of beauty.
What moment of joy or beauty have you harvested recently?
Although the winter solstice falls in December (for those in the Northern Hemisphere), it never really feels like the days grow longer and the light brighter until well into the new year. As winter wears on it becomes ever more important to notice the places of brightness, and to create those places where we can.
How will you find or shed a little extra light today?