For the last 16 weekends I've spent in town, Saturday mornings have meant one thing: a long run, usually with my running club. That involved having an alarm clock ring at 6:00, groaning for a long minute and then eating my bowl of oatmeal as fast as I could in order to make it to the club's meeting spot to start the run at 7:00. That means I forgot what Saturday mornings in my apartment looked like. Today I slept in until 9:00 (!!), tottered into the kitchen to make coffee and gasped at what I saw on the wall.
That's the sunlight shining just perfectly to shadow the vines outside onto the wall inside. I want a stencil like this!