The biggest surprise of my Christmas morning was the fisheye lens waiting for me under the tree. It’s been great fun practicing with it over the past few days.
There was a kitty in this chair when I went to take the picture, but she quickly hustled out of the way when she saw the camera coming.
Somewhere there exists a picture of my infant father sitting in this chair. I believe it was painted red at the time, though. Other than its history, I believe my favorite thing about this little rocking chair is the slightly cockeyed ladder back. There’s a story there, I’ll wager.