In an effort to make my front verandah less stern, I have put in a mirror, a bench and some cushions and a little table painted the colour of a weak cafe latte and some cacti.
This frame is actually a large Christmas wreath left over from December which I found at Perfect Pieces.
The glass man cut some mirror to fit and stuck it on.
Hopefully the ficus will grow over the side wall of this part and turn it into a lovely sunny reading bower.
This is now just the place to enjoy this wonderful book by Edward Hollis, which contains some nice biting architectural criticism, and the gripping history and people behind buildings from the Parthenon to a casino in Los Vegas.
Which is much more preferable to the Melbourne F1 Grand Prix which I can hear in the distance as I write.
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