There is a certain time of the day - somewhere in the late afternoon - when I simply love the way my apartment looks. I suppose it has to do with the sun and the windows and how it's all positioned. But around this time, the sunlight is filtered into my home through the wooden window shades and it casts thin, shadowy strips across my living room floor - catching the piano, the plants, the couch in it's golden rays.
And I think to myself, "Ohhh - how pretty."
I'm usually not at home when this happens, but today I am. And I am reminded of simple beauties and the pleasure they bring to my life.
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