It’s october. My nose is cold, my fingers are freezing and I have a hot water bottle on my lap as I write these lines.

I am not good with high temperatures. From june on, I always have to cover my whole self in SPF 100 and moskitoes adore my blood. Needless to say, summer isn’t for me. But, I always love the light and brightness in summer. I love that I am wakened by the sun in the morning and that I put the kids to sleep when it’s still light out.

I love when the sun falls on my desk and follows my hand when I draw. My favorite tool to use then is warmed and softened wax pastells. Creamy and easily applicable.

Autumn for me is chestnuts in every pocket, acorns cracking under your feet, little ones collecting red, orange and yellow leaves, making pumpkin soup, hot peppermint tea and nice fresh crisp air.

But I miss the light dearly. Every day even more. And I simply cannot adapt fast enough.

I have a hard time getting up in the morning, I want to go to bed at 5 before the kids even think about supper and I am lacking motivation to work, because I cannot take photos/make videos in the near dark.

When did I become so light sensitive? Is this a matter of age?

Now you know why I had to dig out the pictures from our light filled summer. I don’t see the infections we had that summer, I don’t see us battling 40 degrees in a tent, I don’t see the lice we found in our hair. I only see what a great summer it was, a summer full of light and warmth and brightness.

Looking at the pictures really warms my heart. It’s quite magic what photography can do. Do you also feel the sun rays?