When you’re yearning to travel but are stuck at home what do you do? Read, of course.
How would you define a good book? That’s what we’re taking about today. That and the really good book I’ve been reading.
I’m writing about my winter reading today, my friends. And writing about not being able to write about my winter reading.
We’re in for a hard winter this year. Not in the old way. Not because the temperature will drop to -30° C. But in a new way because of COVID.
Holiday reading is such an important part of this time of year for me. I’ll be settling in for a long winter’s week of reading. Hopefully.
It’s cold and windy outside. The kettle has boiled. Time for the season of hunkering down with a good book to begin. Here’s what I’m reading.
September always makes me feel as if I’m turning a page. Moving on. Literally and figuratively.
Our book club met round the campfire this month. Wreathed in smoke, and wrapped against the chill we discussed two books from our BLM reading list.
Kindred spirits are friends who always understand us, even when we differ. And for me many of my kindred spirits share my love of reading.
I’ve been spending quality time on our deck in the sunshine, lately. With my nose buried in a book. Summer reading. What could be better?
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