Sunday Reading

Sunday is the day my husband relaxes with all the papers. If he's lucky, the mailman delivers Barron's and The Economist on Saturday, so that he has the whole weekend to browse through them. (Most of the time, though, Barron's doesn't show up until Monday or Tuesday--I am very suspicious that the postal workers choose to carry lighter loads on Saturdays...) Anyway, the coffee table is always strewn with reading material. The cat was wandering in and out of the room as I was shooting pictures--she is just heading under the table in this shot.