My business goal is not world domination but simply to make enough of a living to buy groceries, see the dentist regularly, and get my dog to the veterinarian by selling good books to people who care about books and bookstores. Thank you for shopping indie, wherever you live and travel.
Friday, February 15, 2013
Love, Love, Love
The Friday following Valentine’s Day is finding me uninspired. Not cranky or gloomy,
just short on ideas. And that, for me, is the signal to go to pictures, so what
you see here is an old bulletin board that filled up over the course of a few
years on Nagonaba and Waukazoo Streets, accompanying me on my move from the
former (back) to the latter. I don’t have a good place to display it these
days, but digging it out of storage and revisiting for a few days the
postcards, photographs, and assorted odds and ends brought back many happy
If you look carefully, you’ll
see Nikki, our old dog, relaxing at a sidewalk cafe in Appalachicola, Florida.
And there is Martin Melkild, showing some of his carved figures. There are
Monopoly cards, and there are postcards showing many fascinating places I’ve
never visited (the cards were from friends or correspondents I’ve never met), and there are old family snapshots.
There are friends and family
members who are no longer among us, and there are babies and little children, some of them bookstore visitors, now grown up. There’s a lot of dog stuff, too—cards, photos, cartoons.
(Why would that be?)
Valentine’s Day was quiet but
nice. David got me a decorated cupcake! I talked to my mother on the phone, and
a nice new customer visited the bookstore. (I must say, there is nothing like a
warm human voice.) In the evening, we watched the first two episodes of the
latest “Downton Abbey” on DVD, snug as bugs, while winter raged outside.
How did Sarah take it all? As
always, in her stride. She really isn't sulking here, only waiting for her folks to get their act together and head for the door.