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A Quick Visit To The Boston Public Library

I think I am in love.  With a library.  That is acceptable, isn’t it?  I was in Boston yesterday and I popped into the library and now I want to move there.  To clarify, I want to move to the library.  Do you think anyone would care if I just took up residence in the reading room?  It is big enough that if I just moved from room to room I could probably evade discovery for days on end.  Oh, that reminds me of From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler. There is another book I need to get for my daughter.  Anyway, the library is gorgeous.  I only had about 20 minutes to run through it (I will be back)  and it was too dark to take any pictures of the courtyard (it has a courtyard!  I love courtyards!) but I still fell in love.

Look at those ceilings and the chandelier!  And the lions.  I love the lions.  I did feel like I should be wearing an elegant gown while walking down those stairs.  I can’t say my local library makes me feel that way.

I kept thinking about the quote that says “I have always imagined that paradise is a kind of library.” The Boston Public Library is magical and wonderful and paradisiacal. I will have to go back with my good camera and some time to spend wandering.  I am sure there will be another post about it when I do.  There is a Shakespeare exhibit going on that I would like to visit so hopefully that will be soon. There is also a book store in Boston that I have been wanting to visit.  I do love Boston.

What libraries have impressed you?

A blog by a book lover, tea drinker, and over-analyzer of life.

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