One night last week we discovered another delightful feature of our little house on Bittersweet Farm. About eight in the evening I noticed a pattern of light on the upstairs bedroom floor just in front of my desk.
For the first time since we moved in the sky was clear. The moon was waxing toward full high up in the trees in the woods across the road. The upstairs bedroom windows and two of the three living room windows face south. The moonlight shone through the window making eight bright squares of light on the floor beside the bed.
To live in a place in the country where moonlight falls on the bedroom floor is good for the soul of the one who takes the time to see it.
The sunlight falls on my reading chair this time of year in the same endearing way. I try to pay attention to where the light falls into my life.
Thanks for introducing me to John Sloane. I enjoyed looking at his wholesome artwork and your beautiful new home is reflective of what his artwork captures.