My Own Little Corner - Rodgers And Hammerstein
A note of explanation on this one: this is my "for years" desk -- hauled around with me through thick and thin. Used to be there was a typewriter (which I still have, using it or not) in the middle of it, surrounded by reference books ... and pencils that had erasers on them ... and little bottles of Wite-Out instead of edit buttons. Spent a lot of time sitting there, even though now it's just a place to stick *stuff* with a faux tree looming (a memento from my ol' house and grounds ~ not just any tree, those branches were once a bit o' an ornamental bush). The stuff one needs to write things, now, won't fit over there [not enough nearby plugs, jacks or anything useful within the right amount of nearby footage]. But? It's still my corner of the world.