Homes of people I visit: somebodies, nobodies, anybodies in between. Updated wheneverly.
Monday, April 23
Piano strings, bridge cables, a feather headdress
I won't say much about this anonymous friend's place, but I enjoyed poking around and plucking piano strings (above) while wearing a feather headpiece (below). I also enjoyed the Manhattan Bridge with coffee from a red mug; books and puzzles; a soulful guitar and a decorated thermostat; an intercom phone, askew. (Ha! I just Googled "askew," because I was curious about the etymology, and look: funny.)