I got a tattoo!! A press on tattoo, that is.
Books play a huge role in my life. I'm surrounded by them! In my home and where I work, there they are, standing tall and protected by dust jackets and bookends.
My husband is addicted to books. Once a week, along comes the mail carrier with a package under his arm. He hands it to me with a smile. He knows and I know. Another first edition by John Geirach or Jim Harrison is safely tucked inside.
Sometimes I am gifted with books he finds at garage sales, or Friends of the Library book sales in other towns, in other states. Quite often, C will pick up a book for me because the cover art looks like something I might like, or the title is amusing, or the subject is on moose, canoeing, nature or Hippies!
What would the world be without books...and friends...and coffee...