December now and the poinciana growing on the easement has flowered profusely - I can't remember the blossoms being so large and densely arranged on the branches. Perhaps I notice the effect more since I have moved into this 'room of my own' right beside the tree. Its a charmed place to sit and read and write. I like that I can sit here beside the kitchen and just below the window is the front door to the studio and then the public stairway down to the train station, so either way the action is not far away. The arrangement of glass dome, mirror and two french clocks courtesy malE while the escritoire is a another clever find from Michael Allen Antiques.
