For those of you who may already be getting fed up with images from our dining room... this is not your lucky day, I'm afraid. See, I personally can't get enough of the light, the light and - did I mention - the light? The magic of it lies also in how the light changes during the day, from the bright and crisp to the cosy and warm.
My partner shakes his head and rolls his eyes at me for various reasons on a very regular basis. One of my quirky habits which seems very foreign to him and seems to set off the eye-rolling more than usual, is my insistence on lighting candles at any given moment. Night-time, absolutely. Day-time, why on earth not? Nothing can like candles bring calm and tranquility to a room. Even children seem to calm down in the presence of lit candles. Or am I projecting my desired reality on my little noise machines, when in fact they remain completely oblivious to my efforts and carry on charging around like Energizer bunnies.
Light, in whatever form it may come, is precious. It gives life, health and hope. I like. I like a lot.