I have always (okay, maybe not always) loved reading, and my
< old love has made a recent resurgence.
I had a couple bumps along the reading road lately
(to be described in detail at a later time)
and then I stumbled upon this classic sitting
unassumingly on my bookcase and it has been like a safe haven in the
windy sea of literature. I know.
Dramatic.
But I am in looooove.
And, okay, I haven't even finished it yet, though I will soon,
but I've seen enough BBC renditions of this baby
to know I will be like how it ends.
I almost can't wait to get to work so I can read a few more chapters
before my little charge wakes up.
It's Monday. But never fear,
there's only a few more days until next Saturday.
Happy weeks to all!
Have you made any booky friends lately?

