Today, while I am chopping and kneading and washing, I keep thinking of this photo:
I think I am in lust.
I love the arch, the inviting window at the end of the room, the stairs overhead, the separation between entry and living. I imagine double doors on the right that lead to the library. I imagine my computer nook tucked into the other side. I imagine warmer colors (like Bag End) because, let's face it, white isn't going to cut it in my house.
It always amazes me how one picture can captivate my imagination for such a long time. It certainly helps me get through these days of making do or doing without.