A view through the ceiling fan: Part 60

Leaving the sextant shelf behind, I climbed a brass hanging rod up to the wide crossbeam just beneath the tin roof. Down below, the shopkeeper moved quietly between glass cases, while midday sun angled through the high transom window. I chose a quiet spot beside the slow iron hub of a vintage ceiling fan. Instead of adjusting anything, I sat down and swung my boots over the edge. Each time the wide wooden paddle blade rotated past, it broke the bright sunlight into soft, rhythmic ripples across the brass dials and mahogany floors below. I rested my palms flat on the warm timber, watching the silent pulse of light #Ashokahtano #Ashoka #ActionFigures #Kenner #StarWars @cataww234