The joy of library books

In the hustle and bustle of the holiday weekend I needed to return a book to the library.  For some reason whenever I return one book I always leave with multiple books — it’s just the way I do things.  Today I had a list of books I was hoping to find.  I knew I would be happy if just one of those books was available for check out.  But today was my lucky day as I found three of my hoped-for books on the shelves.  Not to be disappointed though, I found two other books that caught my eye.  With a smile on my face I breezed through the self check-out and walked out of the library into the afternoon sunshine.  I was surprised by the great feeling and happiness that I felt carrying my pile of books — I felt lucky and fortunate to appreciate the joy of reading and books.  You can tell a little bit about me by my selection of books.  I have photography books, books about the midwest plains, a couple of books about the canoe and boundary waters area of northern Minnesota, and a book about a woman who returns to her roots in Kansas (my native state).   So later this weekend you’ll likely find me relaxing on the deck with a cool drink and immersing myself in one or more of my library books.