I can feel it, Light's breath. Gently washing over me, it is warm with a soothing flow. It finds its way to the cold corners and shadows around me, surrounds me and fills me all at once. It caresses my cheek and I know its presence.
I layered a texture over top of this image. It was just the right touch to bring out the feel of the foxtails, the gentleness of the breeze and the brightness of the light.