Though my staple read would be fiction, sometimes I like reading profound stuff like what Thiruvalluvar wrote. While I don't understand the pure Tamil verses, the translation in English helps.
In a house where sunlight is so rare and precious, I love these little spots of warmth and now I know when each spot actually lights up in the morning. This in total contrast to our high rise apartment in Bombay where I would have gladly worn my darkest glares at home - yeah it was that bad that it turned me photo-phobic.
The blue you see on the side is the railing put up due to construction in the neighbouring plot.
Just a capture of all blue things that had gathered together on our dining table - all by chance!
Blue carton of aluminium foil, empty bottle of Blue Label, blue lid of biscuit dabba, blue cotton placemats and table cloth and my favourite bottle of Body Shop Oceanus lotion ;)