Butterflies in the belfry

The little light well in the stairway, with its dormer window to the street, shouldn't be there in the first place.

Our architect drew one of our air handlers there, behind shutters; but the handler had to move long ago, to join properly with some ductwork, and with it gone there was no reason not to open the space for some sunlight.

And with sunlight, and "useless" floored space, there was no reason not to add something interesting.

So we got this butterfly mobile from Kim, at Glass Reunions, home of the (now fatally rusting) ornamented car. It's the work of an 84-year-old artist from up Ft. Myers way, and he's been ill lately so it may be one of his last.

Twisting over the landing in the stairwell thermals, they flutter a bit sedately for Robert's taste, but I like their serene procession through the afternoon sun just fine.