Yesterday here was wet, grey and miserable. Steady rain fell on the farmhouse roof all day, the sun was nowhere to be seen amongst the heavy clouds. I lit the fire early in the day when usually I don’t light it until the evening. I had plans to shoot lots of photos for the blog, but the lighting was just plain depressing. Plans changed quickly to cooking and crocheting.
This morning I’ve woken to glorious sunshine streaming in my kitchen window. As with most things, there are pros and cons to having our wide verandahs on four sides of the house. In summer I’m sure they will shield us from the beating South Australian sun, but now in winter the house can seem dark and gloomy on days like yesterday. Most mornings though when I’m having my first coffee of the day, sitting at my great grandparents table in our kitchen, the sunbeams rain through from the rising sun in the east. For a brief period the sun is above the horizon and below the verandah’s edges. And I thank the clever man who built this house in the 1940’s for putting the kitchen on this side of the house. The sun makes its way to the hall and Tessa follows its path across the floor, warming her cold little furry body from the crisp air outside.
A new day can bring new perspective, a little bit of winter sunshine will do that.
Do you have a sunny spot you love to bask in?
Like my very blue retro kitchen?
Think I need a tablecloth update? Me too.