Bedroom

Sometimes I sit on the bed for a phone call. The room has become more cluttered since I moved in a dresser from the alcove, thinking I'd set up a space there to draw with charcoal, but couldn't come up with a way that wouldn't be total charcoal dust, so I abandoned the idea. The trio of old suitcases holds my yarn stash, as does at least one of the drawers below. Barb V made the quilt that was just enough to keep me comfortable; today was in the 70s, but when clouds covered the sun, it was cool enough to want some cover.