This is what 50 books looks like.
I was so gung-ho to garden when I got back but my body had other plans. I’m sick as anything with an intestinal bug, and I’m sleeping as much as possible. When it’s not possible, I’m reading.
After totting up where I stand on my 100 books/year mission (it’s not pretty- four months left and I’m barely half way), I sifted through my four boxes of “haven’t read” for 50 that most excite me. I liked the way they looked stacked (in NO particular order). Although the tower as pictured is far too tenuous, I’ve left them arranged with all spines enticingly revealed, so that if any one grabs me in the moment, I can grab right back.