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.
FI haven’t been to a library in years. Yes, I know. Shame on me. I used to go and then I stopped. Why, exactly, I do not know. Crazy when you consider how much I love to read; and the cost of books. Anyway.
A friend of mine is an absolute devotee. She is always either coming from or going to the library. And recently she told me that now, at least here in Toronto, you can download books. Who knew?