Book Love

All I can say for now is that I’m a bit buried in one of the things I love most. They’re everywhere, I tell you. But this is what happens when you get the bright idea to move this shelf over here and that shelf over there…and all those shelves are full of books.

Of course, I’m not quite finished yet and there is entirely way too much white space on that one wall. But I’m getting there, and when we’re finished…

seven of the eight shelves of books will be in the same room. I know, I know–that’s a lot of books, and I should get a library card. I’ve heard all that before.


I have a possession problem.

Stay tuned.

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3 Replies to “Book Love”

  1. Oh how I can relate – there is just something about holding a book and cherishing the stories and pictures painted by it’s words or the inspiration they share. I love them close by – like a good friend.

  2. Oh, I know. I couldn’t figure out what was making me uncomfortable with the book shelves. Turns out that my whole soul just wants them all in one place. Like I’m lining up my kids or something. So odd. :}

  3. Maybe you just want to be like Belle… and be able to spin around in a giant room full of books! 😉 I love re-arranging and getting all organized! I must have gotten that from you!

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