I was looking forward to learning more about the painter of The Girl With the Pearl Earring when I began a review of a new book on Vermeer, but, of course, I came away with so much more. Interesting even if sometimes above me, it ended with a thought that left me thinking. Of course.
Mulling the thought, I was drawn to the light shining on my geranium, the first flowers of the season of the overwintered pot. Light in Vermeer's time became light in my time.
Vermeer: "Suffusion of Grace"
