There's something so charming about spiral staircases, isn't there? Especially green ones in sparsely clad rooms with hints of rustic sensibilities.
When I lived in Boston for college, my parents owned a condo in the city on a picturesque street in Back Bay. It was tiny and cozy, but boy where the rooftop views of the Charles River something special. Spiral staircases will always remind me of that special city and my collegiate days.
What feelings do they conjure up in you?
*image via from scandinavia with love