Brrr, it is constantly very cold outside. All day the temps hang around zero. At night they dip even lower. You have it heard it all, over and over, about stoked stoves and drawn up chairs and the drafts in this old stone house. So I won’t repeat myself.
But yesterday I had a costumer confess that the only reason they left their fire and the stack of books there was because they were out of milk and lettuce. She was longing to return as soon as possible. I got a glimpse though of that comfortable hearth….the stack of books. That got to me. I WANT a stack of books.
You are all going to help me with this one. Please. I am out of ideas. I need book titles.
And names of good authors. I’ll read biographies or novels, happily. Have hearth, need books. In the comments, please, quickly. I’ll go to the library first thing, and interlibrary order them if that is what it takes. That’s another subject and don’t get me started. Libraries with no books fit for human consumption. Rows and rows of them. Am I picky?