Sunday Serenity #201

Dreaming of drowsy Sunday afternoons at the library.

Something about this picture reminds me of our local library in the sixties when I was growing up. It had a spiral stair similar to this but with glass steps and wrought iron rails leading up to a mezzanine where the grownups fiction was shelved. But by the time I was old enough to check out upstairs there had been a remodel and those stairs had been replaced by the choice of an elevator or wide 'normal' staircase.