The sunlight that pours in, falling over the sash like crisp, clear water, washing the walls, spilling over the coverlet and floor, refreshes like no rain has in years. I acknowledge the need for, even the longing, sometimes, for rain, but nothing comes close in rain, at certain other times, to giving me the reviving strength I find in showers of sunlight.
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Beautiful. I love the rain:) Have a wonderful weekend. xxx
I guess you know what a fan of it I am, too, by now! 🙂
xoxo!
Beautiful!! Sitting in the warmth of the sunlight can be so grounding and uplifting at the same time.
What a beautiful image you created in my mind, sort of the human version of a tree: rooted and nourished, but stretching upward to the point of near-levitation…ahhh…!
xoxo
YES!!
Heaven on earth. Thanks for sharing all your loveliness. XO
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xoxoxo!
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