Ah, the warm glow of a fire. Tasty. Yes, my brown chair is missing. It's been relocated to the bedroom--where Clifford is enjoying it pretty much 24/7.
Who can tell what's different about this wall? Ok, there's more than one thing different. It's called fire. But technically, I've only hung one more thing on the wall...
And, of course, the awesome vintage suitcase set I got for my birthday. Too good to store in a closet somewhere.