Beyond a Shadow of a Doubt

 Shadows stretch the truth. They distort. They misrepresent. They mock. They play with reality. It’s almost as if shadows have a secret knowledge.

I’m forever fascinated by the way shadows can terrify, amuse, and fool us.  They alter our perception.  They show us a dark side and a beautiful side.  They silhouette us as they see fit.

My son took this photo of a random woman in Punta Cana. Her profile is perfectly poised with drink in hand. I’m envious.

Here’s how I find my cat, Bella, most mornings - positioned behind the blinds just watching the world go by.

Here’s more of Bella’s window on a bright morning.

Thanks, shadow, for making me tall and skinny!

I know I’ve posted this before, but it bears repeating. Does this motorcycle really think it’s a giraffe?

Everything that we see is a shadow cast by that which we do not see.

Martin Luther King, Jr.