A Reflective Lens

A sudden glare caught my perimeter sweep from the coffee table below. Descended from the sofa perch using a sloped throw pillow. Found the source: a heavy pair of metal-framed spectacles resting beside an open sketchbook. Calculated the curvature of the glass. Peering through the lens distorted the distant walls, magnifying dust motes into clear targets. A practical optical booster. I adjusted the brass hinge carefully to hold the angle.