Life and house are a bit crazy right now. This will probably be the last post until we get back from our secret-to-me Honeymoon.
One calm-bringing element: we got new bookshelves to fit all of our books. Which have been piled in the window or teetering in my office or still in boxes.
Not the best picture, but you get the drift:
Poor librarians seeing this picture, I can almost feel their organizational hairs rising in protest. Sorting books by color is really easy. Easier than the Dewey Decimal system or the god awful alphabet. I love seeing my books grouped this way. I also love finding the History of the Pacific Northwest next to a Zelinsky pop-up or a Blevgad illustrated Pepperidge Farm Cookbook.
It is interesting, to me at least, how many books have a warm-color cover but a cool-color spine and vice versa and how that changes my reaction to the cover vs. the spine. And that most of the black spines are books by men...