The light changes constantly, two nights in a row can be worlds apart as far as the mood. When it dances across my ceiling, I know to glance outside. I painted the ceilings in a semi gloss just for that reason. Catching the dancing light off the water turns my interior into art...bringing light in on the darkest days. I face West and that was a deliberate decision. I had to wait a long time to find the right light. The actual house itself was not that important. Having the light was. So soothing and alive at the same time. A water world for a water girl.
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