When walking alone in the garden in the early morning, when Nature is very much alive, I have seen in the corner of my eye a movement of light and color. As I move my head to see what it is, there is a fleeting moment where I catch a transparent shape full of light. And then it is gone. It has happened enough times that I have tried to put together on paper a composite of what I have seen. It happens particularly in Spring and Summer. It is just a lovely feminine Presence.