There are a few moments at the end of each day when the back of the house is flooded with sunlight. The room fills with golden light. Every mote is visible as it floats and flits on the currents of air swirling around us. I feel like we are underwater in these moments. The big windows across the back become an aquarium wall and we are freed from our suburban anchor and are adrift in a wide expanse of sea. Quiet, slow moving, protective and warm. We find ourselves in a Phoebe Rudomino photograph and then, after just a few fantastical minutes it is over. Crisp light, bright shadow and sound returns. Brief but beautiful, like so much that is wonderful in life.
*** Breathe in. Breathe out. Heart full. ***