Trompe L'oeil

Another misty morning and without the allure of sunshine breaking through, it was just a dull spirit sapping day.

To add a little sparkle we repaired to the local bookshop to sip coffee and pour over books ( not the coffee, but our eyes).

I managed to resist any buying, as the pile of unread books at the side of my bed has reached such a height that it serves as an additional bedside table.
However his Lordship succumbed to one about the history of Arthur's Seat and I must say It looks rather interesting.

Books have featured heavily in my day, the more so when I visited my friend o.m.t's this afternoon and saw these book shelves in her new basement; lovely big old books lining a corridor.
Her partner is an artist and is a man o.m.t's, a yin and yang couple if you like.

If you look closely you might possibly be able to make out the real books from the trompe l'oeil ones.

Very clever indeed!