a peek inside the fishbowl

I think the bookshelf upon which our little teacupnests are perched deserves a full stop on this tour.

 

I like looking at other people’s books. A bookshelf is a serious peek into a person’s soul, don’t you think?

This is an old teak shelf, given to me by my mother. When our living room was redone it got painted white, along with its sister shelf which is on the right side of the window (this one is on the left).

I insisted these shelves be painted, despite the fact you’re not really supposed to paint teak. Our home is so dark, I wanted to lighten and brighten anything I could.

We actually had four bookshelves in the living room, but the designers told us two had to go. The remaining shelves are packed with our favourite books and a few favourite things.

My books make me very happy. I can’t imagine a home without books.