The sun went into hiding this week and I joined it, by burying myself in work. Life was moving fast from under the pile. So when the sun broke through, I grabbed my camera and gladly followed.
I’m walking around, looking for light. The house is peaceful and quiet. Even if my life had not been plagued by an array of tiny, airless bathrooms, the sanctuary-like essence of this room is undeniable.
These days, it serves double duty as a four-year old Water Park. This photo captures the essence of both our oasis and makes my heart smile. For a minute time has slowed down, the moment has been seized, and everything is as it should be. As it was all along.