A Quiet Holiday
Happy Holidays a little belatedly. After losing friends and relatives in November, our holiday was quiet and just what was needed. My lovely family knows me well, and books of all kinds were some of my favorite gifts.
Happy Holidays a little belatedly. After losing friends and relatives in November, our holiday was quiet and just what was needed. My lovely family knows me well, and books of all kinds were some of my favorite gifts.
There are times when you find the most perfect book to read. It’s like the time your eyes meet when you fall in love, or the perfection of your child, or the crystalline perfection of the sun, water, and sky melding at the horizon. The perfect book for the perfect time is such a gift.
I have no control over purchasing books. The joie de vivre from learning about, purchasing, waiting for them, discovering them, and reading them is a potent drug.
My grandmother was a reader. I often saw a book by her favorite living room chair and on her bedside table.