Once Again, The Sun Beckoned
I couldn't resist how early morning sunbeams entered through my east-facing kitchen window and made their way across my apartment to my bedroom door. Their visual warmth enticed me to hop out of bed, grab my camera and play a little. I was pleased with the result.
PS - In case you're wondering, hanging on my doorknob is my great-grandmother's umbrella: white polka dots on tiny black & white checks with a clear amber-coloured handle.
Labels: Everyday experiences

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