It is just a simple picture of a dark hotel lobby on a quiet spring morning. There is, however, something in this image that is jarringly incongruous. A long trail of light sweeps us deeply into the frame, tracking its way across a multi-colored carpet, climbs on to the newspaper being read by a distant figure, and then flies out the window into the palm trees. That light trail is caused by the mid morning sun shining through an overhead skylight. It represents the diminishing role of nature in our lives. We allow the sun to enter our places of leisure, yet we squeeze it down to a narrow vestigial ribbon of light. The distant figure does not even seem to be aware of nature’s incongruous presence. He is otherwise occupied. But we can see what he does not see, and hopefully we may think about its meaning.