Book worm

It's no lie that I'm a lover of books.  Nothing beat cozying up next to the fire or in bed or next to Dan or on the patio with a beer or on a floaty chair in the pool...I could read anywhere and enjoy it.

Favourite books of mine?  I don't even know where to start....Fortune's Rocks?  The Red Tent?   The Alchemist?  Le Petit Prince?....I dunno.

What I especially love about books is the memories one can hold.  Last night I cuddled up with Willis in bed and was pleased to see that he chose one of my favourite books as a child, The Magic Porridge Pot.  Old books or rather, books from my youth are probably the best gifts my mom can give me.  They remind me of being young and free and soaked up in the magic of literature.  Well kids literature anyway.  I would love to see what other books I was enthralled by while growing up...off the top of my head I can think of Are you there God, it's me, Margaret, The Box Car Children, Sweet Valley High, Babysitter's Club......

Anyway, here's to sweet days curled up with wonderful books!
Cheers



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