Bookstores (and booklife)
The other day, we visited a local bookstore—one that sold new books. Usually, we indulge our book-acquisition addiction in used bookstores.
The serendipity of finding books one never dreamed of, at very low prices, in the warm comforting glow of thousands of old books is hard to resist. And, since our own home is similarly filled with “many a quaint and…

