SHHH! THIS IS THE LIBRARY pictures part 5

We’re up again and cooking with gas. Not really. No gas in this building, but the other building has gas fireplaces and gas in the kitchen. Come to think of it we have no fireplaces. We are the poor cousins from across the driveway.

Let’s leave the living room and enter the library. I have better photos now. The first looks toward the windows with two computers. The best story about computer use is in the last blog. The guy has guts to do that in public, Or maybe he was just plain stupid.

Looking the other direction you can see an entrance to the poolroom. Now before I completely shock you. I call it the poolroom because it has a pool table, not a swimming pool. See! Nice table right? It has many uses. Give away clothes are piled on it. Quilters spread out on it. Over flow of bread gets stacked here. And decorations are sorted here before placement. This table multitasks very well.

The first view of the Pool Room is toward the inside. There is a mirror on the wall behind a stereo system. The exit next to that takes you to a hallway. The hallway leads to the elevator, the mailboxes and the front entrance. To the right (and through the cut outs in the wall) is the commons room (also called the dining room). More people gather here in the last afternoon and evening hours. The morning and early afternoon people are usually in the commons room.

You can sit near the windows and watch the inlet with the many ducks, birds and our own neighborhood eagle. He lives in a tree right across the street. There is a road between us and the inlet, but once over to the other side a 3-4' drop and you are in the water at high tide. When the tide is at it lowest and weather at it hottest, one could walk to the other side of the inlet while feeling like you were following Moses parting the Red Sea.

The final photo is the fireplace in the pool room. On a cold winter (spring or fall) day many will pull chairs around the fire even for coffee. It's a warm place to be.

Well, I'm off to get ready for the continuing saga of Olivia hates Chas. Round three of the group beating begins in a hour. They call it counseling but I disagree. Chas plans to go. I told him that I did not want to go, but I would not let him go in there alone. Gail made other plans. I may blog later to day, but more likely it will be tomorrow morning after my head has cleared and my heart begins to mend.