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| Magic hour at 7:20 in the morn. |
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| A corner of the east facing parlor. |
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| Summer light fills the front parlor but never quite reaches my work room. |
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Every sunny morning around 7:20, the front parlor fills with the most incredible, warm light. As I rise from the dark shadow end of our home, I am drawn to this sunny spot like a cat. I never want to go to work when I settle in my rocking chair with the first cup of coffee, the sun warming my back as I observe Iain tune his mandolin. These photos do not do the magic of the light justice but I tried to capture it as best I could.
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