Day 34 ~ Sun

The light rays that peek in the house during the winter months, the burning sun of August in Madrid. Its warming powers, its healing touch. I like the sun in all its forms. This morning I put my legs up in the sun because my broken toe was bothering me, and the discomfort went away. In the afternoon I opened the patio door and sunbathed for ten minutes after lunch. I've always liked the sun so much. The condo where I grew up didn't get almost any sun, being a (European) second floor of seven on a one-way street that faced another seven-story building. But the little sun there was, particularly during the spring, was all mine! My cat would do the same, she would find the slits of sunbeams that made it through the balcony door and lie down. I can endure cold, but I can't live without sunshine.