Wednesday, February 07, 2007

hobbitish hugs

-Drinking coffee from the great hobbitish mug my sister gave me. It's a delicious and whimsical way to start the day.

-An afternoon in the 60's that is either hinting or teasing of Spring.

-Overhearing a little girl try to read the word "hug" by sounding it out very slowly. How exciting it must be to read a word like "hug" for the first time.

1 comment:

Meghan said...

Reading is such a miracle! My brother-in-law read to and with my niece every night for years, and not just kids books. By the time she was eight they had finished LOTR together.

One of the the things I regret most about my at least semi-permanent state of singleness is that I don't have anyone that I can read the books I have loved to.

There are at least half a dozen books that I have read over and over again(Dune is one of them).

Whenever I start to read one of them again as the literary equivalent of comfort food, I always start by reading it out loud and dreaming that I'm reading it to someone who has never read it before.