the classics

214/365: shakespeare

I will always love books. The very thing-ness of them. The design, the way they age, their heft.

I miss those college days when I had time to sit on the floor of the used book store, combing through art books or scanning for paperbacks. I consistently had an appetite for books – pictures, places, words, possibilities  – that exceeded the hours in a day.

I dream that someday I’ll have time for books again. Time to open the cover and disappear into the world of the story. Time to read the most beautiful words twice.

P.S. How do you like the new blog design? I wish the pics were bigger, but otherwise I dig it.