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I remember volunteering for Summer Reading. (Granted one of those summers I was in a contest with my good friend and co-volunteer to see how many books we could read. I read hundreds of books that summer. I probably checked out 80 books or more a week - I had 2 different days of volunteer shifts)

While difficult for the librarians, thanks for reminding me of fun summers helping out at the library!

By  Melissa, at 3:25 PM  

Young volunteers are often as much work as help, but they're so darling. Now I don't have my own kids in the house, they give me a young view of the world - very welcome it is, too.

By  Bess, at 7:32 AM  

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I woke at 3:30 this morning to the strangest thing! Moonlight shining through the bedroom windows! A peer out the west window showed an almost full moon setting over the cornfields. I haven’t seen the sky in so long - weeks it’s been - that I had forgotten that there was a second full moon called for this month. Truth is, I’d almost forgotten there was such a thing as a moon, knowing only monsoons.

Sadly, I never could get back to sleep but I did get 2 loads of laundry washed and they’ll get hung out as soon as I finish here. If the weather elves have been placated there will be a full day of sunshine. And if not, my clothes will get a second rinse.

Our summer reading programs end today - that sound you hear is happy librarians singing. There will be a final Pizza Party at the end of August to thank the middle school volunteers, but the daily flow of small fry ought to die back. Our most popular give-away from the treasure chest was foam stickers, which came in tubs, from Walmart: princesses, dragons, castles, unicorns, and glow-in-the-dark stars. Our most checked out books were the ones on snakes.

Still no fiber activity. Well, there wasn’t much time for any. I had to go grocery shopping after work yesterday and LD joined us for dinner. Later, BD and I finished watching Wives and Daughters - another Sue Birtwhistle, of Pride & Prejudice fame, production. How I  like those BBC period dramas. I did pull out some back issues of knitting magazines, hoping to find inspiration, to whet an appetite, with these little visual hors d’oeuvres. Who knows? The bug just may bite.

Thank you, one and all, for your kind wishes these past few days. Be assured that they were all most comforting. How fortunate we are that time passes and no matter how long the journey, or how tedious, it eventually does come to its destination.