the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift

There is more than likely going to be an influx of Scottish blogs, noting down forever the little bit of magic we witnessed on the 23rd of November 2008.
And so they damn well should.
Snow still makes me giddy and waking up to it this morning - even after the night of extreme nausea i was suffering from - was no less magic than when i was a wee girl. It did, however, take me a few minutes to understand what snow was again...mornings are not my forte. Branded 'The Littlest Zombie' at one point, i believe.

First snow!





I feel that i need this book.
A 1954. 1st Edition. Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. Illustrated by Mervyn Peake.

If only i had £200 pounds to spare!

I long for an antique bookshop in the area. You'd think it obligatory for a small town to harbour at least one but alas, no, Blairgowrie is burdened with an inordinate amount of charity shops and pubs. Hrumph.
There's this vague memory i have of being in an old rickety bookshop somewhere in Britain, i've never forgotten its smell and the closeness of the shelves and most of all the balcony encircling the upper walls - i'm sure there's a name for those - where more books were slumbering. Yes, i choose to believe books sleep when they are not read.
I want to go back there, wherever there was.



yann tiersen - iv

Sanna Dyker said...

Ahh yes the magical snow. Eve though it's usually a regular occurrence at some point every year for us Scots, i love how everyone, including myself, still gets even a little excited about it.
What a gorgeous book. There's a lovely little second hand bookshop in Dundee on Exchange Street. Worth a look :)

Louise said...

Thanks so much for the tip! I'll go have a look-see when the christmas assessment mayhem is over =]