...Blinking in the morning sun...
The light, early...so pure, slaking around the angles of the house and bursting through the window panes...theatrically lighting the kitchen.
I stand, transfixed looking at the detail and the shadows.
As the minutes tick past, so the spotlight shifts elsewhere...
Tea and sunshine...perfect morning balm...no matter what is broken, you have a sense it can be mended.
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Beautiful - for me yesterday it was the blue sky that had healing powers :)
ReplyDeleteRight with you Jo --x--
ReplyDeleteEarly morning sunshine. Nothing like it. Beautiful kitchen and I love your English cottage.
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