The Library

I love reading. I love holding a book in my hand and just going through the pages.  

Since childhood, I fall asleep much better if I read. Lately, it is harder to hold a book lying down. First, because my eyes need glasses and it is uncomfortable to lie on my side with glasses on. Second, because the books are heavy for my hands that are not as strong as they used to be. But somehow I manage to read in bed.

A block away from us there is the library. By now we are on first name basis with the librarians. I am finding old books that I read in English long ago and now I'm reading them in Hebrew, or I just pick up a new book in either language. It is handy to have the library close by and to be able to just enjoy it.

Thirteenth Day, 2014 -Thank you God for the nearby library, for the authors who laboured to write them and for the librarians who kept them in good condition so they can be read; Thank you God for books        

Loving the printed word

Orith