Books

Books, Papa Bear says we have to many. I say - not possible! Books, my escape, my alternate reality, my education. I learn things when I read, things like the names of some characters aren't just weird words like "Regulus" or "Sirius", they are the names of stars. I love books, and I have tried very hard to teach Little Bear to love books. Not just any books, but books with soul. Books with depth. Books that will uplift and teach. That is why today I am filled with happiness. Yes, happiness over books.

Today was the start of the book fair at school, we always go and we always buy something. Today as we prowled around looking at everything I noticed something. Little Bear would only hover for a second at books with pink covers, or ones that had fairy's on the cover. She drifted past all the .50 cent items, and silly trinkets. I found her in the back corner, in front of a shelf of books that had no pink, no fairy's. After several moments of deliberation, she made her choice. When she showed me her choice, I was impressed. Books with soul. Books with heart. Books full of history. Instead of fluffy books (as I call them) a trilogy of books about the Titanic.

Treasure

I love books, anyone who knows me even a little would know I love to read. Always have really. I have been called a nerd, bookworm, and other names during my lifetime. Those names don't bother me anymore, though sometime I feel a tiny bit Hermione-ish, when I say, I've read a book/article/blog about that! So it should come as no surprise to anyone, that my heart skipped a beat when I came across these beauties. Out of the blue, and purely by accident.

Three classic books, written by Charles Dickens. Three books being sold altogether! These books are in amazing condition for being over 100 years old, all the pages are there, all the pages are readable! There are even some sweet notations made in the margins by a former owner. Happy day when I made them mine, for a total steal! and happier still when they arrived at my door. They now grace the top of my piano along side my old, old editions of the Book of Mormon, and my Jane Austen's that are not vintage, but sure look like they could be.

I wonder how many books will fit on the Piano?