My library shelf is a snapshot of my mind at the moment. This picture was taken during August, and almost all of those books have gone back to the library by now. A few that I’m cooking through or really savoring remain, but the shelf looks mostly different.
This shelf is the last thing I see before I go to sleep and the first thing I see when I wake up, and there are very few sights I would rather see at either time.
Our public library has three branches, but I mainly go to the one nearest downtown. The north branch is where they host their book sales, and it’s on the way to my sister’s house, so if I just have things to drop off, I can slide them through the drive-through depository. The south branch is on my way to one of my book clubs and in one of my favorite Denton neighborhoods. I visit it occasionally when I want to dream of the day I live nearer to it.
What do you love about your library?
M. Suzanne Terry 
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