Everyone knows I love to read books...but it doesn't stop there. I love the feel of a book in my hand. I love the smell of books. I love bookstores, bookshops, and libraries...pretty much any gathering of books.
viaAnd I love pretty books. I love old books that were made when books looked pretty just because that's how books were made.
I have a few very old books, and some really pretty books, and if my camera was working, I would show them to you. :(
I have a total of seven book-cases in my house. Oh, I forgot to tell you. I love book-cases!
I honestly think books look pretty just lying around a house...on an end table, on a coffee-table, even on a chair or sofa, turned over because someone's in the process of reading it.
I've never forgotten Louisa May Alcott's description of the March family's home in Little Women:
It was a comfortable old room, though the carpet was faded and the furniture very plain; for a good picture or two hung on the walls, books filled the recesses, chrysanthemums and Christmas roses bloomed in the windows, and a pleasant atmosphere of home-peace pervaded it.
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Me in a book! I did this with a very fun site called PhotoFunia...you can create all kinds of fun images there.
Despite the well-deserved popularity and convenience of things like Kindles, I don't think real, tangible books will ever vanish. I have a feeling there are a lot of people like me, who love books to much to let that happen. What do you think?
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