I love the light at this time of year.
As our side of the globe is slowly tucking itself down in to winter, and the sunbeams and shadows seem to stretch out in one more glorious hallelujah before hibernating.
Our master bedroom feels like I'm standing in a painting by Rembrandt.. or better yet, my favourite master painter: Caravaggio. The intense saturation of dark and light during this 'golden hour' of the evenings is wonderful to behold.
Granted, the early darkness of this season does make it feel like a bazillion-o'clock when it's only 8:30 at night. But that's alright... early to bed is a parent's sneaky way of 'sleeping in' with kids that rise before dawn!
Just trying to look at the bright side of