I like how the light is streaming through the blinds, and falling on my lamp this morning. I noticed the reflection of the lace on the wall. It also made me think about my uncle who made the shade for my grandparents. I thought of my beautiful mother who had the lamp in her home for many years before she moved in here with us. She has been gone nearly 6 years now, but the light of her life shines into ours continually....still. This is a photo of mom on the table.