Library

I love the library.

I love how when I walk into the library, there are all these books.

I love the displays of books the librarians set up.

I love the little cups with pencils in them and slips of paper to write titles on sitting next to the computers.

I love the New Books section.

I love picking up my reserved book from the reserved book shelves.

I love the Dewey Decimal system.

I love looking for new crochet books, even when there aren't any.

I love discovering new books by my favorite authors.

I love wandering through the fiction stacks.

I love books that have a title followed by "a Novel."

I love going to the magazine racks and finding the second-most recent New Yorker waiting for me.

I love the way the covers on library books make a swishing crackle sound when you open them.

I love the little stickers on the spines that say "M" for mystery.

I love the reference section, especially the part with books about bird locations and old maps.

I love seeing the reference librarians helping older people learn to use the computers or e-readers.

I love saying "My mother was a librarian.  My brother is a librarian.  My uncle is a librarian."

I love saying "My first job was working in a library and my husband used to work in a library."

I love placing my books on the digital checkout, and seeing the titles pop up on the screen.

I love walking out of the library with a big, fat, delicious stack of books.