Also this chair.
It’s silly, isn’t it? It was my great aunt’s. I didn’t even want it, years ago when she died, but my mother made me take it. It’s been sitting in Arizona waiting for a way to get out here, so now it’s come.
I was planning to put it upstairs in M’s room, but I’m finding myself kind of fond of it now.
It’s not particularly comfortable, but I kind of love it.