Walked downstairs Saturday morning to see a bar of light across the wall, and, only a few feet away, another one across the carpet. Not just an ordinary spot of brightness but a dotted bar of louvered light cast by the shutters at the front windows.

Maybe it was just because I wasn’t fully awake, but when I saw this I had to grab the camera and snap a shot. It seemed such a randomly beautiful way to start the day.

And today, when it’s cloudy and there is no sunshine to pour through the little top window of the front door and the half-shuttered windows of the living room, it’s randomly beautiful all over again.