Standing at the water front near my home, I spotted this lone boat heading out to fish, I presume. The light was so good, as it usually is at this time of year. I love how the sunlight reflects off the slight movement in the harbor. It’s as though pink glitter has been tossed onto the surface. These moments are brief and must be cherished. It was my daughter, at the age of seven, who described this as “the sun’s glitter”. I have never forgotten.
Christine Morris Ph.D.