two shelves of books, ready for the sorting. some books ive been given over the years and didnt have the heart to pass on, so kept them always intending to read them. others have had nice covers, which ive always intended to read. well the cull has come.
i love these covers from the fifties they have that familiar smell about them.
some of the books im passing on, hopefully to a new home. the cath kidston bag is full of books. im leaving them for a week or two to make sure i dont want them, and maybe have another cull. i cant believe ive had the energy to do this.