Reading Room

Monday night is grocery store shopping and I took the GRD III along. It was one of those days when I seemed to lack any direction, other than mowing the yards. I needed a photograph for today's post.

The shot I had in mind featured the British food section, just one section of shelves packed with reminders of what I have left behind. But near the end of the shop, while my wife was at the frozen food cabinets, I had enough of my shopping cart duties and wandered over to the magazines.

This teenager had converted the floor into her own private reading room and I had today's photograph.