I love it when a plan organically morphs and becomes what it is supposed to be and not exactly what I had planned it to be.   OK, so I know I am not the only one that has had a small space (a nook, a corner, a library/office) that's been nagging at you to get it done, get organized, and finally put it together, in not just a workable condition - but a condition in which you want to work in.  The stars finally aligned and all of the elements were in place - I had the available space, the desk, the bookshelf, the desire, the inspiration - and most important 'the time' to muster up some motivation, eh-hem 8 years later. Anyways, what better way to work through the final stages of that change than with flowers and macarons (and of course this photographer is going to take pictures)!?!