My reading room

It only exists in my mind. I stand in my empty sunroom (empty except for my turtle tank and a coffee table … furnishing a house takes time!) and I imagine the built-in bookshelves, my favorite Crate and Barrel couch and a lamp that reaches over the couch to give me just the perfect amount of light … Lots of candles in the room and I am surrounded by my favorite books and magazines, Spike the turtle and some plants. There are several windows in the room (hence, it’s called a sunroom), and on a cool fall evening the breeze will circulate just right. I will be wrapped in a blanket, of course.

This room doesn’t exist yet, but it will. I am inspired by a post I found here, which was so wonderfully descriptive that it has made me want to run out and create my room, pronto.