Since I’ve moved to the PNW, I’ve learned to love shadows. I think I just took them for granted living in the Midwest. Because the sun was almost always out, so was my shadow. In an area where you don’t see the sun for an average of 226 days out of the year, your shadow becomes an elusive friend. Someone you’ll see only when you hear the call “sun-break!”
Little Miss Beka crowned with my shadow. I love this picture. To me it shows the role of a Mom as a child grows and develops their own faith and life skills. You’re still always there, you’re just not always in the foreground. You’re in the background, waiting, praying, pondering…knowing you’ll know when to step from shadow into flesh, and when to step back again.