Yes, I admit it. Books. I’ve loved books since I was big enough to turn the pages on my Dr. Suess books. My parents made sure my brother and I were surrounded by books. My great-grandparents and grandparents also left shelves of books with leather covers and gilt edges when they moved on. My library has also grown and parting with a book for a book sale is sometimes difficult.
There is nothing better than curling up on the couch – or even comfy in bed – with a nice cup of tea, the cat, and a good read. I have lots of tea books for reference. But, when I want to relax, a book is the number one way. It used to be historical romances, then Star Trek adventures. Now, it’s a good cozy mystery. Laura Childs and Joanne Fluke book releases are circled on my calendar.
I was devastated by the closure of the local Borders. A large green tea latte’ and a few minutes to wander the store relaxed me from the hours working in surgery and transitioned me to working on the winery. And, of course, there is a stack to be read on my bedside stand. I took advantage of the sale as the store closed.
Other people may leaf through decorating books. Personally, I love to read about afternoon teas. And while e-readers are the future, I still like the feel of paper. When I lamented to a customer that I missed my Borders and found out that the remodel was not for a book store, he told me to get over it and get a Kindle. I have an e-reader. I’d rather have a book. OK, I’m old fashioned. And I have a library as big as a small town’s. Is that such a bad thing?
A cup of tea, a furry companion, a book, a comfy warm spot. Bliss.
