Books

Dear Books,

I could pen a novel I think, about how I adore you. The depth of meaning you hold and the offered reflection you have provided would still likely not be captured. So I say,

Fiction or no

Romance, mystery, suspense, poetry

Laughter, tears of joy, sorrow

Authors and poets sharing wisdom

Words written and bound

Pages turned back and forth, back again

Texture, weight – meaning

Early on you opened my world to

Adventure, beauty, possibility

A constant source,

The direct route to peace

Then, still, always I will carry you with me.

 

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Day 12, On The Table

Impromptu moments can be picture perfect.  Day 12 of August Break suggested at all the moments we gather around our tables, and what fun it is to capture those moments, meal related and otherwise.

I thought I’d be skipping this day in pictures, given our household schedules and the lonely table that would reflect them.

As it was, a friend and I gathered at her place, and shared conversation over a glass of wine.  So no table, though here is the counter, and a moment, captured for On The Table.

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