One of my husband's favorite past-times is going antique shopping. His favorite purchase that he's made thus far has been this old blue typewriter. He's claimed he's going to start working on his memoirs, but I've only seen him write some letters on it a few times before it was whisked away by the movers.
I don't remember taking this photo, but I'm glad I did. It's soft tones remind me of our home back in Kansas that I'm missing quite dearly right now, and the lightleaks just make me a little giddy inside.
I really hope that he does write his memoirs using his typewriter. I'm working on mine using film.