Shafts of sunlight through windows, dust motes dancing, sharp, pure shadows across warm, ochre limestone.
Nope.
Not seen much of that this summer.
And then, by magic (and a shift in the jet stream plus a ridge of high pressure moving up from the Azores), the sun comes out.
The quest for the perfect diagonal resumes.
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I really like this picture. Love the diamond patterns and leaded window.
Diamond.
I want to sit in that puddle of caged sunshine. So glad the sun is finally shining over there!
It's lovely. But what is a 'perfect diagonal'?
Thank you my friends.
Lee, I don't know yet - I'll tell you if I find it.
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