Wednesday, September 16, 2009


I feel wealthy, like a miser counting his gold.
I am sitting down at a marvelous feast: a banquet with food of all kinds.


Because last night we went to the Library. I think I checked out 13 books. And Bracie checked out ten or something like that. Already, I am finished with two. I have a voracious appetite for books.

You know what is one of the most tantalizing experiences ever? Driving home from the library in the dark. Piled aroung you are tomes just begging to be read, but... you can't.

Of course, then you go home and read and read and read and read until your mother tells you to come up for air and finish that homework assignment. Speaking of which...


Hannah said...

oooh, I always hated that! We went to the library quite often in the later evening and it'd be all dark on the way home. =P

Calico Zak said...

I am begging to think that you like reading.
Speaking of reading I started a book Monday.

~Calico Zak

Anonymous said...

hay, what books did you get?

debater at heart said...

I always read my books on the way home anyway. The trick is to hold them up so you can read by the headlights of the cars behind you. It works best on busy roads. Otherwise you have to make judicious use of streetlights.