Saturday, December 31, 2016

Dandelion Wishes

To wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect. ~ Jane Austen

While dandelions lay fast asleep this  winter, I can only imagine softly blowing dandelion wishes.  Well, one wish.

My one wish would be for a real library near the Big Woods.  The closest one is in the next county (close to an hour's drive each way).  I suppose you could call that one a real library.  There are books to borrow but the selection is limited.

I did venture out to the library this morning.  It was my first visit and most likely my last visit.  I think I own more books than the library does. Yes, it is that small. I left empty handed.

A trip to the big city bookstore is on the top of my to do list for the next year. Until then, I will peruse my bookshelves and revisit some favorite stories.