I live a block away from this cute little house. It’s a house of books. Stuffed to the rafters in fact. I tucked a book in the other day. There was barely enough room. I didn’t take one out but I spied one I’ll take a look at later.
I love that in spite of the fact that we have a new and used bookstores, a county library, and an internet full of reading options, someone chose to make reading a cozy little neighborhood sharing activity.
Isn’t life full of treasure?