I woke up between 5 and 5:30 this morning. Got out of bed at 6. Fed the cats. Put away the dishes in the dishwasher. Made myself coffee. Puttered until about 8 or so, mostly reading the news and then later making a to do list for myself.
About 8:30 I showered and came back into the living room to realize that the house puts on a light show every morning. I had been aware of it in the earlier hours, but walking out of the bedroom with the light bouncing off the dark tiles of the floor and into the striped sunlight of the living room, I was struck by how lovingly the house plays with light.