MORNING LIGHT is different from all the other light of the day.  At 9 am this morning I pulled my car to the entrance to the building named Magnolia to wait for my neighbors Irene and Jim to come down to join me for a ride to La Jolla.  I took the time to look at the light, to see the light, to remind myself that light is beautiful.  Not long ago I posted a photograph of the flowers called Kliivia (or Clivia) from the very flower garden at the entrance to Magnolia.  When I took those pictures, the sun was on the other side of the sky.  What a difference!