Writing Light

I’m back from our vacation. I know some of you have seen the pictures of my wounds from our scooter

accidents from our little adventure. My scraped leg is slowly healing. it’s been a long time since I’ve had even a skinned knee. I forgot how much it hurts. I may possible be too old for this foolishness.

I’m happy to be back home. Heading out to my writing room yesterday I was truly cheered to see my ‘writing light’. I borrowed this phrase from my daughter, who used to talk about how much she loved ‘summer light’. She was talking about the way sunlight pours into our living room during the late morning in the summers. During the school year, of course, we’re not here during that time of day. For her it was just a good memory of childhood summer vacations.

My writing room is a bright sunny room. During the school year, I mostly get to write in the late afternoon and early evening, but during the summer I hit the room early. I have a beautiful crystal, beveled edged star hanging in one window and this caused rainbow light to dance around the room in the morning. Seeing this light – my summer ‘writing’ light just makes me happy. I’m heading out there now to take advantage.