I think we can all agree that books are magic. Stories full of mystery, magic, love, and imagination. The best books have that ability to pull you in and not let go. You know the ones I mean. The ones that as soon as you finish you have to look up and see exactly where you are and what time it is. And then you can’t stop thinking about it for a few days.
We call this a book hangover. I think one of the saddest things is someone telling me they don’t read. Really? How boring that must be. I am lucky that my family all have very active imaginations. You are likely to see us outside with capes on and pretend swords defending our castle or hanging from the branch of a tree pretending to be sloths.
This week I have more than a few books to read so I’m happy for the rainy weather and gloomy days!