Books, Books and more Books

 I was sitting on the patio a couple of days ago (before it reached 110 degrees) listening to the early morning as it came awake and thinking.  Just thinking.  I watched morning doves fly over and land on the fence. Humming birds fighting for their turn at the feeder.  Not sure why but the thought of books popped into my head.  The constant in my life has always been books.  I don’t remember my parents ever reading bedtime stories to me.  I do remember them buying a Encyclopedia Britannica set when I started Jr. High.  I would sit for hours and go through those books.  I also remember I loved to
go to the library.  This is a picture of the Lincoln Library.  Big wooden tables, chairs, card catalogs and a librarian who made sure nobody ever talked above a whisper.  You even whispered to her when asking for help at the main counter.  Libraries are sure different today.
I would spend hours at the library looking at books.  Pulling one out and sitting on the floor while flipping the pages to see if I wanted to check it out.  I guess in looking back the library was where I escaped to.  It was quiet and I could lose myself in other’s adventures.  I did a lot of my homework there.  It was almost reverent.
I haven’t been too interested in blogging because there wasn’t much I wanted to write about.  Books, however, has ignited a spark and my brain is on fire.  I think there’s a point I’ll be getting to but at the moment it’s still kind of hazy.  I just know I have to write about books.
Stay tuned.