I've hit a snag . . . only one more box of books
to house and all I want to do is decorate. I put
the box behind the chair and let it rip. The
transformation from a late 1800's/early 1900's
garage to a functional library has been its own
Cinderella story. I simply couldn't wait, with
only one box left, to get this show on the road.
It's a tight fit but it works. My mind's eye can
easily see hours of pleasure, some solitude, a
few classes and much joy in the future. Who
knows, maybe today I'll house a few more
books; think I'll go for the poetry!!!
joy in the morning
comes from opening a book
pray give me a few
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