In the mid-morning kitchen

Isn't it odd how a change in schedule can provide you with the opportunity to notice things you don't normally?

The big kids (Athos, Faramir, Artemisia) are off visiting their grandparents.  Hubby is our tearing up the kitchen at a rental house.  And I slept in a little bit (despite Kalliope's best efforts to rouse me by rolling around in bed beside me), which meant I was getting my breakfast a few hours later than usual.  I'm often in the kitchen mid-morning, but I suppose by that time I'm so busy passing out instructions to children that I don't notice how lovely my kitchen looks in that light.

But this morning my attention matched the timing and I did notice.  As I was heating my water for tea (Constant Comment today), I noticed how pretty the light was slanting in one of the windows and falling on the plants just below the window.  The morning sun was just low enough to glance under the lower tree limbs in. Not only that, but the whole kitchen seemed to glow with the light.

But it only lasted for a few minutes and then the sun rose up just high enough to be blocked by the thicker tree limbs.  Now the kitchen stays bit darker until late afternoon when it comes in the windows from the other side of the sky.