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She looks peaceful, but really she’s stalking the birds just outside the window.

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I’m Going To Miss Books


Just Part of One Bookshelf

Really, I am. I am and have always been a book lover. Ask anybody. Ask my son and daughter who have spent hours impatiently waiting while I browsed dollar book sales. What you see on that bookshelf is just a small glimpse of the thousands of books that have passed through my hands.

I was walking through Sam’s Club today and I couldn’t help but observe that their book section is smaller than it was last year. “I’m going to miss books” was my thought as I passed by beckoning tomes. I’m acutely aware of why the tactile pleasure of flipping through books is slipping away from my hands.

The iPhone. The Kindle. The iPad. The Nook. iBooks. Kindle on the iPhone and iPad.

I will be the first to admit that reading a book in bed is much easier on my iPhone with iBooks. I can hold it with one hand. I don’t have to have a light on. I can adjust the backlight to my preference. I can make the text larger or smaller at will. I can look up any word instantly. What’s not to love?

Using the Kindle on my iPhone is almost as easy, but the only reason I ever choose it over iBooks is because they have a wider and larger book selection that iBooks.

I used to think a Kindle would be the very rankdom (a favorite term of my daddy’s), but the buttons are a pain in the patootie, and I have to have a light. It is awesome for reading on the beach, but that only happens once a year for me. The new Kindle with the touch screen has to be a great improvement.

All of these reading devices offer children’s books that are captivating since they will read to you and even animate themselves. I do love that advance in the technology, but what happens to the interaction of children and parents or grandchildren and grandparents when no human interaction is needed?

Little Golden Books

These Little Golden Books are favorites for several reasons. See the two on the right? My grandmother read those two copies to me. A Day at the Beach has always been my favorite. Mr. Meyer’s Cow was my oldest grandgirl’s favorite. Hansel and Gretel is my middle grandgirl’s favorite. And this version hasn’t been sanitized–the witch is still fattening Hansel up to eat him.

Oh, and as for A Day at the Beach, we always vacation at Alabama or Florida beaches in the summer. Therefore, I never really grasped the concept of spending a day at the beach. It is so blooming hot here in the summer that there is NO way to spend a whole day at the beach without dying of heat stroke. It’s more like a morning and evening at the beach with a midday retreat from the hotter-than-400-hells sun.

Then, several years ago I visited San Diego, California. Oceanside, CA, taught me what a day at the beach could be like. Really? I could stay at the beach all day long and not fry like a piece of bacon? I could sit in the sun without risking sun or heat stroke? I could get a golden tan instead of a dirty-looking tan? Oops, I digress.

Back to the books. I’m a tech lover at heart. I love gadgets with all my heart. I even love the wonderful world of book technology. But as much as I do, my heart will always belong to the physical hardback and paperback books. I’ll always prefer the smell of paper pages to plastic, metal, and glass devices.

An even if I did have a dust mite and parchment allergy problem like Niles Crane (which I don’t), I’d love books all the same.

I hope we don’t have to say goodbye anytime soon, but I suspect that within 10 years I’ll be having to explain to my great-grandchildren what those things are in the family photos.

The Perfect Sunday


I’ve had a perfect Sunday today. We went to church, brought grandgirls home with us, took naps, ate DH smoked chicken, watched our daughter play ball with the grandgirls, and then we just relaxed.

The post a day assignment, however, was for the most perfect Sunday I can imagine. I’ve lived that one, too. That perfect Sunday is at the beach.

First, I get up, make a cup of coffee, sit on the deck of the beach house, read a little, and watch DH fish while dolphins swim past and leap out of the water.

After I finish my very leisurely coffee time, I go down to the water, walk the beach looking for shells, find more than I can carry, and pick up sand dollars as well. I go back to my chair, read some more, and when it gets to hot to stay out, I go in and work a jigsaw puzzle.

Next up is lunch at either Mikee’s or Sea-N-Suds. After crab claws and shrimp, I go find a few geocaches. If there’s time, I go to the bookstore and browse.

Back at the house, I go back to the beach and read some more. I walk the shoreline again and pick up more shells.

As the sun starts to set, I watch the Skimmer birds dip their bills into the water as they skim by harvesting their supper. I see the dolphins swim by again. When the sky starts lighting up from the setting sun, I take more photos than I will ever know what to do with.

Gulf Sunset

When the light fades, I go in and cook fish that DH has just pulled out of the ocean. After eating the crispy fish and reading some more, I go to bed with the sound of the ocean waves lulling me to sleep.

Then there’s the perfect Sunday in the mountains, at the Grand Canyon, watching the northern lights, in Switzerland, while geocaching and finding 100+ caches. Ahhh, I can dream.