My beauteous black cat and I follow the sun.
If the sun is shining – the rhythm of our day finds it.
From early morning tea in the eastern most window. To the better part of my day in my southern office brilliance.
Most of my windows are naked, appreciating their over sized victorian symmetry allowing as much light in as universally possible.
When the sun finds the west, that room has four glorious windows and it glows with sunlight. A couch with fluffy throw pillows awaits me and my current novel as I soak in it’s yellowness.
Yesterday in my office my cleo found the last bit of sun before it worked it’s way west… I felt the same way.
I couldn’t get enough.
the above taken by Karen