Over the good holiday weekend, we met friends, made friends and visited old friends. On one such fine morn (well, really afternoon since holiday days start much later and happily much slower), we strolled across the river and through the streets to our neighboring town and into our cousin's bookstore. And as we breathed in the smell of fresh espresso and heard the flipping of old books, we sighed dreamily and though, 'Ahh, we're home.'
Picture this: head to your cutesy bookish store in the early morn, kicking leaves along the way. Sip steamy cappucinos and chat with customers about your new favorite reads and your oldies but goodies. Play in-store deejay all afternoon while stocking books and ordering new prospects. Switch to some Billie on the stereo, some red vino in your hands, and welcome stray friends as you turn on the 'Closed' sign. Proceed to clean up and catch up with friends and cheap vino, then home to pet the dog and kiss the man. My, my, what a plan.
Ahh, well. We can all dream, deary moppets. And what would be your dream, if all the world and all the world's money were given to you one fine day?
*j
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this is my dream of all dreams!
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this holiday weekend i hunkered down in the mtns. and visited the library in ned. this is the library that is my MOST fave...but i rarely get around to dropping in anymore since i now live down the mtn. anyhow.....i walked in and my most fave librarian exclaims, "*a! we've missed you! how have you been?"
i had library book hearts flying right out of my eyes at that exact moment!
Oh *a, darling *a... we want to come with you next time. We'll wear thick mountain socks and sip hot chocolate with marshmallows that keep falling out because we've filled our mugs to overflowing. As all life should be, really.
*j
we'll hit the ned lib. and then pop in next door to the train car coffeeshop for our chai and hot chocolate!!! it's really in an old train car!!!!!!!!!!
ahhhhhh.....perfect!
Oh, oh! I love it. The Silver Palm is a restaurant in Chicago that's fashioned like an old train car. I felt so lovely when eating inside it, as though I should don a wide-brimmed hat and cherry red high heels. Let's definitely check out yours. ;)
*j
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