Rediscovering the Public Library

I haven't been to the public library in years.   

I remember childhood afternoons well spent in a quiet corner of the library, my back against a shelf, my knees up against my chest, holding my latest selection close.

When I got full on books, I'd load what I couldn't devour at the library into my bag - that canvas one that smelled like summer - an old delightful blend of sunscreen and good books.  Perfect.

I'm going back tomorrow.  I'll write about how it goes.

I may have to get a new bag.  And a library card.

"I know every book of mine by its smell, and I have but to put my nose between the pages to be reminded of all sorts of things." 
-George Robert Gissing

(Images found here and here)