...as the light grew...
The phrase jumped out from the pages of Watership Down, the Richard Adams novel I'm reading.
There is something about light lately.
A few days ago, Christina Hubbard of Creative and Free forwarded a Tweetspeak Poetry prompt: write a thank you to a candle. She took the prompt to heart and penned the lovely poem Dear Soy Candle. Though I didn't write a poem, at the prompt's suggestion, I did some research about candles.
The word "candle" experienced a peak in usage around 1900 and fell on a low point in the 80's. It's making a slight comeback now.
The word "light" has also experienced a recent uptick in its usage in books.
So, the stats agree with my experience: there's something about light lately.
Perhaps it's that there's also something about darkness lately. Physically, emotionally, spiritually.
I see it in the winter sky, which the sun vacates before five each afternoon. I feel it as fighting a cold leaves my emotions under a shroud. I hear it when the high schoolers in my Bible study describe the bomb threat at their high school and the bomb that was actually found in a middle school.