I've always wanted a real library, but never had the space to devote a room solely to the keeping of books. The result has been that I've always devoted a certain part of every room to the keeping of books. All I have though are prosaic bookshelves, and of course, prosaic piles of loose books that get in the way.
Now, I have a craving. I want this. Stairs that are also an enormous bookshelf, the risk would be that I might never leave the stairs.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment