A small room inside a bay window. A single bed, a table and chair, and a sink. I could manage something larger, with more conveniences, but I could never match the view.

Thursday's visit to the Or Gallery had me returning with two publications -- artist James Hoff's reprint of Emmett Williams's Anthology of Concrete Poetry and Walter Scott's Wendy Critical Reader (with book bag) -- both of which sit on the floor beside my bed.

I am tempted to remove the plastic that encases Walter's book and bag; but as it is the kind of plastic that makes an unpleasant sound, I will wait until I am dressed and have had my breakfast, first.