The iron has been beckoning.
To have it's photo taken.
This morning I looked up.
And a tiny sliver of light.
Was peaking through the curtains.
Illuminating only the iron.
In an otherwise dimly lit room.
Later, after I had opened the curtains.
I walked into the room.
At such an angle.
That when I looked at the iron.
The sun was making a perfect starburst.
Right on it's tip.
Tonight after I got home.
As I sat with my husband talking.
I was mesmerized by the reflection.
Of the ceiling fan.
In it's side.
It's not exciting, but something about it.
Struck me as pretty today.
I should note.
That it isn't always in my living room.
Just when I am sewing.
Which lately is a lot.
But not ALWAYS.
I do put it away... occasionally.
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