I literally dreamt about this photo last night so I figured I had to post it. It was purchased at an estate sale last year.
It was a restless night with little sleep. When I did sleep I had some very strange and adventurous dreams. In one of the more mundane moments, I suddenly realized I needed to find a photo and began going through albums. I came upon this one. In the real world this is not in an album. In my dream I wrote a whole post about this fellow and the marvelous room. The simple fact that he's sitting and reading is charming these days. And please note his book does not require batteries. My mental writing was very clever, but alas I remember none of it so my even saying it was clever is to be questioned. In my dream I believed it clever, but then I went and petted my feral peacock so there you go. Oh, and there was something about spies.
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I love the peaceful setting of this room. The victrola. The beautiful clock on the bookcase. Even the bookcase itself. Then add in the light from what appears to be a bedroom. A comfortable and lovely home. Let's escape there for awhile and just wander through the rooms while he quietly reads. Don't bother the reader. If he looks up just nod and smile and quietly explore. I expect he too has a nice smile.