tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post3226442370831146206..comments2024-03-26T03:46:04.937-07:00Comments on Books in Northport: Whispering Among ThemselvesP. J. Grathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693462910472164289noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-72049296664572172722010-05-10T08:53:21.696-07:002010-05-10T08:53:21.696-07:00Gerry, I'd love to go "haring over the hi...Gerry, I'd love to go "haring over the hills"--great expression!--"to a whole new world" with a bag of books slung over my shoulder. New horizons! Fresh vistas! No wonder all those people flocked to Canterbury in the old days, eh? <br /><br />Oh, and as I was walking in the bookstore door this morning, there was FedEx with a box of Elizabeth Buzzelli's new book, DEAD SLEEPING SHAMAN. Now I won't mind the COLD so much this week....P. J. Grathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12693462910472164289noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130421352415377273.post-42072541004180178612010-05-10T06:14:29.171-07:002010-05-10T06:14:29.171-07:00Oh yes indeed I do. So many wonderful books, so l...Oh yes indeed I do. So many wonderful books, so little time. Part of me longs to dive into the stories about my place and time, to see what the neighbors are thinking about, while another part of me wants to go haring over the hills to a whole new world. And a person can do all that in books, lovely books.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com