Old Stuff

I have a confession to make. I fudged a little on today's picture -- I took this yesterday evening, as the setting sun at the end of the day was streaming through 18th century glass onto the spines of old books.

My excuse is that I have eight people coming for dinner tonight, and I expect they would like something to eat when they arrive. I also have a birthday cake to finish embellishing, the table to set, silver to polish, flowers to arrange ... the whole nine yards.