Yesterday's walk was in the evening, just as the light was fading.  I took a number of photos, each of which seemed to connect with the same word - 'resilience.'

A leaf, blowing in the wind, and tenaciously clinging to the tree that gave it birth

A rose, blooming in mid-November, gentle peach-colour against the greying day

A pillar box, stark red in the growing gloom

Resilience - one of the characteristics of love I spoke about on Tuesday, which may explain why the word was near the 'top' of my subconscious.

Resilience - the light that shine in the darkness and refuses to be extinguished.

Advent, a journey into the growing darkness at the end of the year, with the resilient hope that believes light will come again.