About a month ago we replaced our kitchen track lights with a light/ceiling fan. Yesterday Gavin reinstalled those track lights in the hallway. He'd been waiting for me to decide where I wanted them. Upstairs? Downstairs? After waiting a few weeks he realized I was no closer to a decision, so he decided. The hallway. It's really bright, he warned me; like an interrogation hallway.
But I like it. The shadows created by the railing caught my eye yesterday. But this morning it's as if the sun is streaming into the front of the house.
Reminds me of my Mom singing the chorus from this Oklahoma tune ...
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I've always found that an integration-lit hallway is effective when dealing with teenagers!
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