the friends of the library booksale is christmas for people that read.
a giant warehouse at the fairgrounds is filled with donated books and old library books, and then we buy them. simple, but perfect.
first the boys played cards and i napped.
then we went inside where the different sections were color coordinated with balloons (the medical section was black and blue balloons... witty yeah?)
i found this gem! 50¢ of joy.
when we were done shopping we stood in a long line that snaked around the entire room in an ever changing pattern marked by a kid with that yellow sign.
its quite the experience, actually. I wish my quick camera phone shots could convey how giant the room is and how many books you see! I made out this year:
- 3 of 4 James Herriot books
- National Geographic from my birth month (it was the centennial edition)
- pretty blue pocket sonnets
- two eyewitness books, london and paris, to facilitate trip planning
- a book about lung disease that was shaped like lungs (to be given to a friend for her birthday)
- and of course the how to write a romance novel book
after dinner we randomly went home and read a book on the universe for two hours... the three of us scrunched on the couch reading about the rotten egg nebula and light years and dark matter. good friends. this i will miss from my time here.
not so much the 70 degrees yesterday, snowing today weather.
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