Who watched Reading Rainbow on PBS as a child? Me, me, I did, I did!!
I love to read. I love books. I've read Pride and Prejudice at least ten times and I love that I feel like I am visiting old friends each time I open it up and read the first chapter. My parents were constantly reading books when my sister and I were younger -- a book was always near: lying on their bed side table, waiting on the bathtub ledge, in my dad's briefcase, or in my mom's car for her to read during carpool breaks. I love the history of family books too; they are such meaningful heirlooms. I have a book of my Grandmother's in my apartment, front and center on my bookshelf and just below is my father's favorite collection of books (Patrick O'Brien's Master and Commander/Jack Aubrey series).
Whenever I have a bigger home, I hope I can create a reading nook for myself. Some place to curl up on Sunday afternoons, some place to escape whatever is going on in life and dive into a fabulous story.
Here are some wonderful inspirations:
Clearly I am afan of overstuff white reading chairs! The open windows and sunshine looks amazing to me today. It's about 50 degrees in Chicago (a very mean tease of warm weather, that I am SURE is months away) and the thought of curling up in the sunlight in one of these reading nooks is simply heavenly.
