It’s been one heck of a week, hasn’t it? Ups and downs galore, from the glass I dropped on my left pinky toe that has rendered me temporarily couch-bound and the postponing of the long-awaited vacation to OR to the glorious sunsets that have been outdoing themselves all week long and the comforting, beautiful words of friends both new and old. At the beginning of the week, things were so rough I thought that the whole week would be like that. When I took and posted “Glow,” that was not at all the way I felt, but today…today I feel exactly that radiant. All the good things about the week have caught up with me at last. I apologize for all the various city things that have gotten into some of these pictures; most of them were taken inside the car while we were driving back from dinner, or the grocery store, or wherever we happened to be at the time, and it was nearly impossible to get shots that didn’t have streetlights, cars, and buildings in them. Although I think you will agree that these sunsets are spectacular anyway. Every evening this week there has been a sunset that completely took my breath away, and every one has been utterly unique. Varying shades and intensities of color, even one that was fairly colorless, just a huge storm rolling in. But I adore clouds, and storm clouds are some of the most spectacular of all, so I couldn’t resist. This storm was absolutely incredible. As we drove home, we could see over the mountain where the rain was coming down, and the sun was setting just behind it, and the light turned the rain into this incredible golden mist in the sky, a translucent curtain of light above the city. I have never seen anything like it; it was so glorious. It seems that the world is throwing “Glow” back at me as a challenge–I was actually rather depressed when I took that picture, not glowing inside at all, but God has given me every reason and opportunity since then to find joy in what He has created and given to me. Sometimes, this doesn’t work. I can be very stubborn in my depression. But this week I have managed to work my way out of it, and I am so very grateful for that. Usually, I flounder for a long time before my heart allows itself to rest and be happy again. But today, I am full of ideas, plans to replace the ones that didn’t work out, gifts to give, things to create, ways to shine, to echo the beauty that has followed me all week long, teasing me out of my funk. Today, I am full of color, all the warm colors of a sunset, but perhaps most of all, the vibrant and daring shade of pink that glows from my basement bathroom every morning.