Eat, Pray, Read

I like starting days not knowing where they are going to take you.  On Thursday morning I found myself at the Greenside library.  A whole combi load of German Old Age Home ladies were there too.  The smell of library books made me think of  the childhood ritual of going to our local library once a week with my brothers, gran and mom and how exciting it was to take home a basket full of new-old books.

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  1. MoVan says:

    Visits to the library, and memories of visits to the library, even from when I was little, have a special place in my heart, too. There’s just no place quite the same. :-)

  2. Karin says:

    mmm fond memories too – and nowI LOVE books

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