spt - eight ...a book

It's the smell that gets me every time. When the door opens and the distinct smell hits me, it has this calming effect on me. It makes me smile. Even when I wasn't a reader walking into a book store felt good to me.


[although "eight" is not a book i would read or am drawn to when i saw it on the shelf i knew i needed to use it for spt this month.]

I love the aisles of stacks and stacks of books, how easily you can get lost in there all afternoon.
I love the unique design of each cover (actually I dream of one day getting the opportunity of designing a book cover).
I love searching for the one book that could just be my new favorite.
I love selecting several books and finding a comfy place to browse through them.
I love the crispness of a brand new book and sifting through the pages, again taking in the smell.

I think part of the reason I am so fond of books & bookstores is because I associate them with Adam. Going to the bookstore has been a part of our routine since the time we were dating. Instead of dinner and a movie often we will do dinner and spend the rest of the evening at the bookstore. Having books in the home has, from the beginning, been important to him and so they became important to me. I thank him for having such a love of books and for sharing it with me, it's hard to imagine my life now without a book in my bag. We are both hoping this same effect will carry on to our girls that being surrounded by them, they too, will be drawn to them.