“ … I beseech Thee by Thy Name through which Thou hast revealed Thy Self, in the glory of Thy most excellent titles, unto all created things, in this Revelation whereby Thou hast, through Thy most resplendent Name, manifested Thy beauty, to give me to drink of the wine of Thy mercy and of the pure beverage of Thy favour, which have streamed forth from the right hand of Thy will, that I may so fix my gaze upon Thee and be so detached from all else but Thee, that the world and all that hath been created therein may appear before me as a fleeting day which Thou hast not deigned to create.”
amy: the bed lures my back to its warm comfort in the morning after breakfast and prayers. the house is so peaceful it is nearly impossible to resist. This evening we had dinner with friends. as I took out my camera to capture my dusk, three of them pointed at me and said “it’s for your fasting blog!”. I couldn’t help but smile.
leila: my mum bought some amazing fruit the other day—sunset mangoes, ruby grapes, sweet nectarines, juicy peaches, and fresh figs that look as though they’ve been dipped in chocolate. i’m never entirely pleased with the photographed results, because the light at dawn and dusk is always so indirect here. the quirkiness of my morning routine occurred to me for the first time today: cold water to face, light jersey, slippers, spectacles … and walk downstairs dangling a big honking SLR with telephoto lens from my neck.