It was the light that finally woke her. Reaching her leg, it warmed and tickled, “Get up, silly.” She opened her eyes to sheer curtains of blue and white toile, framing a view of blue sky streaked by the faintest of white clouds. The bedroom, still cloaked in more shadow than light, was comfortable, cozy. A small dressing table, white, carved simply with soft curves stood next to the window. In front of its mirror, on top of the desk, stood pictures in frames and a hair brush. A large brimmed straw hat hung from a corner of the mirror. It moved gently in the soft breeze coming from the window.
She sat up in bed and smiled. Her feet landed on the soft woven grass rug as she got up and walked to the window and looked out. The ocean smell reached her as she caught sight of her first wave crashing on the white sand beach. In the distance, she could hear the sound of a dog barking happily. Reaching to the bedpost, she pulled on the sun dress hanging there, its cool cotton fabric resting on her shoulders as she pushed her arms out through the short sleeves. The hat? Well, it was sunny and she did love hats, on it went. Glancing in the mirror as she headed for the door, she stopped.
There, grinning back at her with an upside down smile was a surprise. She didn’t remember the last time she had looked in the mirror to a happy result. Blonde streaked hair framed a heart shaped face with high cheekbones. Clear green eyes looked back at the reflection. Slender arms, legs gave way to a modestly curved figure that, she recalled, could turn a head.
With that, she giggled and ran out of the cottage to the shore. She ran. And laughed.