There is a certain part of the day that is my favorite, most call it the
golden hour, I like to call it the "pretty part of the day." During this
hour I drop everything. I take a break from costuming, rehearsing,
or cleaning to open up the balcony door and drink it all in. I love the
way the sun creates a soft golden hue, especially after the harsh light
of summer has felt oppressive all day. And I'm especially enamored
with the teal blue created in shadows, in the sky, over the water, and
between the hills. It's the perfect time to perch on the porch, put my
feet up on the table, pour a glass of gin with a squeeze of lime, and
glace through a magazine.
