Seeing through fresh eyes

Each year around this time, I enjoy sitting in this lovely room at Hycroft, listening to music performed by choristers and harpists.

This year, sitting on the partner sofa of this one, I soaked up the sun streaming in through the window.

My position was also perfect for seeing the carved eave of the old house through the top pane.

From where I sat, I noticed how that pane was reflected perfectly in the shiny surface of the coffee table.

However, the window was so full of light from the sun and the lamp that the picture hardly does justice to the very special perspective I enjoyed from the cozy couch.