Afternoon at The Fortress
And in the bedroom, the light generously spilled in, too.
This kind of light is my favorite. It always reminds me of the long, lazy summers I spent while I was growing up, and it brings back memories of comforting meriendas, visiting cousins, staying up in a tree to read, running around the front lawn, and the lighthearted days of languor, freedom, and simple joys that mark a happy childhood. This kind of light reminds me that I can be that simple, happy, free girl again. It’s nice.