A few more craftroom pictures to share...
Once upon a time I was an avid reader…I could actually become so obsessed with finishing a book that my kids would roll their eyes when I brought a new one home.
I used to love to go to the library…
The endless possibilities that all those books provided…
I ventured into our city library a couple of weeks ago looking for some history books on CD for my husband to listen to while driving.
I was a little afraid that with the onslaught of things available online that the library had become somewhat of a dinosaur institution…
I’m pleased to say that is not the case in my city at least. It took me a while to feel my way around (and no, I didn’t expect index card files…I’m not that archaic, although I do remember using them) but once I became acclimated…woo…heee…it was like going home again.
Just stepping in there brought back such a pleasant wave of memories. I began to wonder why I stopped going…why I stopped reading for pure pleasure?
I pulled a couple of books off the shelf to bring home (you know they don’t stamp the due date in them anymore) so I’m off and running.
Now I need to form a new list of favorite authors…Any suggestions?
Giddy about catching up,
Patty
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