My nephew had an assignment for his 1st grade class to ship a flattened version of himself (a la Flat Stanley) to someone out of state. I took Flat Henry all around the Bay Area and beyond.
I love books, period. The smell that emanates from a new book, cracked open for the first time, the smell of a dusty, forlorn and forgotten tome, the substantiality of paper, the font chosen just for this particular story, etc. etc. etc.
Mealy Mouth Published March 07, 2016
Zion National Park June 2009 Published July 01, 2010
Collective Wisdom: Volume 2 Published May 07, 2010
Collective Wisdom Published June 02, 2009