You’ve heard me say time and again that I love reading and I love books. And I love having books around. It gives me pleasure just to see them, let alone to hold them and feel their weight in my hand. To smell the ink. To feel the texture of the paper.
The sight of bookcases filled to overflowing is comforting to me. So are tables piled high with them.
I love looking at all the different books I’ve read and I Continue reading