Here's another shoreline study - this time a razor shell and some knobbly fossils. The light reflects off the warm wood and strikes the underside of objects. I am told this may be called 'bounce light'. Sounds fun.
Valentine's day: I read a love poem: 'Let me say ...' by Maggie O'Dwyer. It approaches love through its testing difficulties rather than its corny comforts. Our long loves can be imperfect but still survive:
'What a relief ... to know the seasons can be hard,
like walking in the rain, soaked,
then walking back
to the heart riddle of our house.'
Love bounces back. Like light. Overshooting and then returning.