#17 Let there be light!

I’ve been grumbling about summer but one change just shifted my whole perspective

Our new front door with our dog, Tracy

Lately I’ve been bemoaning the dog days of summer. This time every year as the thermometer rises, my ability to walk gracefully plummets.

I’m not a heat person.

Give me the cool mornings of a New England fall or the unfurling ferns of spring any day.

But 95 degrees packed with mosquitos and humidity? No thank you. Surprising since I spent the first half of my life in Tennessee (then again, we had central air conditioning).

But today is different. Today we’re letting in light, warmth and possibility through… a door.

After nine years of a dark foyer (if you can call 5x7 feet of blue tiles that), we now have a front door with glass.

I’m ecstatic!

You see, I need light — and a lot of it — to be happy. I need to wake with the sun and look out at the world through a window as I work. I need to see towering trees bathed in afternoon light reminding me of my humble size and significance.

And now, instead of a dark and dreary place, our foyer is light and airy.

Now, we can look out to our front yard and say hello to the hummingbirds in flight. We can welcome the stream of visitors on Halloween or simply revel in the morning light that now drenches our hallway.

Now, even on stormy days in the dead of winter, there will be light.

The light was always there. Now it has a way in.