Ah, the bookshelf . . . what an interesting place these nooks hold in the universe as a reflection of taste, wonder and intrigue. Last week, I started with bookshelf #1 and today we are double dipping with #2 and #3. Bookshelf #2 is . . . no books, but a party amongst toys, only. These toys don’t like books:
Welcome to the post for Bookshelf #1, where I’ll show you the top row of my book shelf just after some tidying up. Then, later I will continue onto the next shelf. There’s several different places to store the books, here, there, everywhere. Things make it onto the bookshelf, of course that aren’t books. 🙂 This is something of a natural order.
Speaking of natural: You ever try to eat a raw potato? It might make sense, right? You can get a whole sack of potatoes for five dollars and then your hunger is raging for nice, nutritious treat to fill your stomach, but then, it doesn’t agree. Something similar to birch bark. It never does settle.
Instead, I’m vouching for some Pepperidge Farm toast with butter and year old Christmas jelly that settles greatly: