I can still remember looking out the window of my childhood home and recognizing a certain quality of light that meant my mother would come looking for me soon. It was naptime light — the hot, still, mid-afternoon light of a Texas summer. As a child, this specific lighting would often inspire me to hide in the hedges of our backyard (in hopes of escaping the nap sentence). I still recognize this sleepy sunlight, as it begins to appear in March for an hour each day. But as an adult, it’s effect is quite reversed. I find myself wishing for a cool dark bedroom, or maybe a shaded hammock — anywhere to surrender to the sedation of the hot afternoon sun.
image sources: midnight embroidered dress by mi golondrina, entryway of ballyvolane house by local milk blog, dogs on patio from afar magazine, sleeping blonde found via pinterest, canopy bed via vogue, tiled bathroom by luis ridao for architectural digest, girls in mexican dresses by bonpoint for ladida, sleeping girl with hat found via pinterest