There’s just something wonderful about bookcases, isn’t there?
On a dark and stormy night there is nothing better than curling up on the sofa with a good book and listening to the rain and the wind hitting the window.
That’s the feeling I get with this image, perhaps sitting alone in a large empty mansion in the middle of the country – the kind of place where something bad always happens in movies, granted, but it’s what I think of here.
Taken with a fisheye, in case you couldn’t guess 
As this post goes live I’ll be on a plane to Austria. Have a great weekend.
