This chair sits in the corner of the room. It isn’t a sitting chair. It’s a decoration, a piece of art, a collaborative effort between both me and my Dad. When I found it at a thrift store it was a cheap little thing with a wonky leg.
She doesn’t know any of that. She just decided she wanted to look outside. So being the independent thing she is, she moved it to the window and climbed up.
My initial reaction was to move her. My second reaction was to grab my camera. The window light was so lovely and I just couldn’t resist trying to get a few photos of her.
My initial reaction was to move her. My second reaction was to grab my camera.