SUMMER SOLSTICE

Today I went into each of the rooms I'd not previously known'd existed in the building I work looking for where I wanted my office to be.
Through the window in one of them I could see a wall made of breeze block the top of which was out of sight and I was surprised any sunlight at all got into the room.
When the cupboard, in the corner of the room I reached from one had an armchair furthest from the door I left by, opened, coloured boxes fell out on to the carpet that covered the floor.
She stood behind me said, ‘what are they?’
‘They’re coloured boxes,’ I said.
‘I can see that now,’ she said. ‘Thank you.’