While waiting for our order to arrive, I looked around at all the vintage knickknacks. Just happened to glance up and guess what I spotted on a beam...
Three old worn books sitting all by their lonesome. Sad forgotten books... well, I'm speculating that they are forgotten... possibly Billy or Gail remember the books are there. Still, the mere thought of those books sitting so far out of reach is worrisome, isn't it. Do you know how much I yearned to open the covers and read a few pages? Maddening, I tell you.
I settled for taking a few photos to share with my bloggy friends and imagining how I might reach the books if I was a super hero. Fanciful but kept me entertained till breakfast arrived. Didn't realize till later that my family never even looked up at the beam or asked what had me so enthralled--- guess they are too used to my bizarre behavior to be interested or embarrassed.
Really wish I could have read a bit of Hans and Hilda... and I'm dying to know the titles of the other two books. Next time, should I ask for a ladder or would that be going too far?