Now that the apertures in two walls are done, the energy of the house has begun to re-circulate. Most wonderfully, I am fascinated with the way new areas of light and dark have emerged with the ceiling lights or the lamps on.

It is light that paints a house. That is why I love frosted-glass sliding doors so much. All it takes is a sweep of headlights or tail lights from a car in the street, a passing parade, sunrise and sunset, halogen street lamps, paraffin oil lamps, a candle in a holder, or a torch beyond the glass to paint entire rooms in different, enchanted colors.