We do --
we love to read
But we also love to own books
To have our own library
To be able to pull from the shelf
just the right tome
And not counting the shelf of cookbooks in the kitchen,
we have three (or almost half) of the rooms at Linderhof
with walls of books
In the living room are the classics, leather bound and slowly collected over time
Not bought just to fill the bookcases but bought because we loved them
and wanted Daughter Sarah to love them as well
We enjoy the feel of a leather book in our hands,
the quality of the paper
And there isn't anything better than rereading a much loved classic.
On the table is a tortoise shell and ivory "page turner"
Brought home from England
A page turner because books were rare and human hands contained oils.
How precious books once were
In the sunroom, a wall of books
A lot of cookbooks
Many books that I loved as a child
The horse and dog ones
As well as the "teen" ones
And the books that tell stories of living in other countries,
similar to "Under the Tuscan Sun" and "On Rue Tatin"
A girl can dream
A wall of books in the guest room
It had no focal point and we thought bookshelves and a window seat
would be that focal point.
I've always dreamed of curling up on a window seat
with a good book and a cup of tea
while rain or sleet picked at the window pane
or snow fell gently outside
But, alas, I never have.
These shelves are filled with my "England" books, my garden books,
my decorating books, my needlepoint books
And to remind me that I really should take time to read and sip tea
on my beloved window seat
on the door of the Guest Room
is a gift from a dear friend
And it's true!!!!
Books have always been important to me, both to read and to own.
As a child with my birthday money, I would buy books.
Favorite books that I loved.
I still have them and love them as much now as I did then.
And I truly can't imagine a house without books on bookshelves.
As I can't imagine a house without a tick tock clock!
And a tea kettle for tea!