The remarkable and softer light of fall always brings me back to the Dutch Masters of the 17^th century. It takes me back in utter appreciation of artists such as Jacob van Ruisdael who painted Wheat Fields 355 years ago. This work is an example of expertise in observation and technique with humility and inspiration in perspective.

Although the horizon line is not low by comparison to many pieces, the miniature nature of the foreground and the overpowering sky and clouds depict a transcendence we may feel, though not name. The tiny people on the path seem beckoned by something so much greater than themselves. Some of us may hunger for just that and for views like this one.

The Dutch Masters’ treatment of light is stunning in both interior and exterior settings. Here we see an exact treatment of cloud shadows and their absence. I hope we can all find a few minutes to notice the large dapple on the path and fields. Maybe a metaphor for times such as these will emerge.

Again, we can give thanks for the artists among us and the places they take us. Thanks be to God and Amen.

In gratitude, faith and hope,