The fringe of the day lingers at dawn on the streets of Manhattan. Patches of light magically appear and vanish on building facades as the rising sun seeks a path between high buildings. I had only a few moments to catch the glow of warm light and the play of shadow on this church entrance. I made sure to also catch it on the branches of the tree that point to the ornate capitals on the columns. The image refers both to the work of nature and the mysteries of faith.