One of my favorite things about my house and about this time of year is the light. In March and April the days stretch out and the still-low sun casts long shadows all over the house.
During deep winter, December and January, the sun comes up after we go to work, and is down again before we come home. There’s little to no natural light in the house, and we rely on Christmas lights strung around inside and on the tree in the front yard for cheer. March and early April are our reward.
The painting above of a lush Hawaii scene by Carol Crump Bryner gives off a light of its own (this photo doesn’t do Carol’s work justice, check out her website to see what I mean). To our great fortune when my in-laws moved they left us with a lot of original art work, including several of my mother in law’s beautiful and sought after paintings (You can see her work here and read her blog here). I’m not sure if we are just the temporary custodians, or if we’ve adversely possessed them by now, but I’m glad to live among such beautiful originals.
My in-laws also left a number of treasures that came from my father in-law’s childhood home in Kansas. That home was reportedly quite palatial. This home, not so much. The scale doesn’t always work, but I love having so many meaningful objects that connect me to family members I never got to meet.
Thanks to this being my husband’s childhood home, we also have a huge number of children’s items circa the 1970s. All kinds of books and toys, real classics that might have been donated during the brutal culling that goes on in an ordinary move, but that are treasures to us in this stage of life.
I exhumed this sweet little rocking chair from the basement, and although my daughter’s legs aren’t yet long enough to really rock in it, she loves to sit here in the sun and read her books.
And now, because I’m committed to keeping it real and not styling the heck out of my house before taking pictures, here is another example of the treasure this old house contains, again, from my husband’s childhood:
This might be the largest vintage playmobil collection in the world. My daughter plays with these every day, without fail, sunlight streaming in or not. This is her styling work.
One of the incredible things about this house is that every room except the small room that we’ve dubbed The Adult Lounge (the name sounds better than what it really is: the room where we watch House of Cards and Game of Thrones with a beer after our daughter goes to bed) plus one of the bathrooms (a before and after of that room is coming up next week) has a south facing window.
Thanks to a profusion of nooks, crannies, and jaunty angles, even the three small bedrooms and bathroom upstairs all have south facing windows.
I hope you are also enjoying long days full of lush promise. Soon the trees will leaf out, and though the sun will be up for 20 hours we won’t have nearly as much light in the house.
I love this time of year, but summer can’t come too soon!