A Special Reading Place

When you're at home - where do you read? Do you have a special spot or just flop down anywhere? Is the book the thing? Does comfort count? I know, I know - duh! Are you fussy? Do you need certain things at hand? A cup of tea? Coffee? A water bottle? Glass of wine? A sandwich? A cookie? A sleeping cat? A dog snoring gently near by? Music? None of the above?

If you could design your own ideal reading place, how would it look? Where would it be? Inside or out? Front porch or back? Sofa, chair or bed? If a chair, what kind? If a sofa, what kind? Does it matter? Yeah, it does to me. When you get to a certrain age, your bones do protest very much.

I tend to read at the kitchen table (see post below), though occasionally because I have a slobby gene, this results in a spattered book and more laundry for me. My second reading place is the white wicker sofa-chair you see above in my living room. Occasionally I read in bed or on the porch. But wherever I read, my dog Rocky is nearby, usually snoring softly. If you've never heard a chihuahua snore, you don't know what cute is. I like 'cute'. It is not distracting at all.

(Painting at the very top of this post is the work of fabulous artist, Deborah DeWit Marchant.)