There's something about bookends that conveys to me the coziness and protective grounds of a proper home.
The time spent with the books not only to read them but to look after them surely must show for a soundness of character.
The sheer exhilaration of plunging in world after world other than your own (oh how I could write hymns to escapism) only comes once one has taken firm steps to lock outside the crazy pace of what we overrate as reality. Then comes the quiet happiness of showcasing them, these soul and mind feeders. It's a way to delimitate a personal corner that shows a certain degree of self respect. Or so I imagine.
Needless to say I'm lacking bookends in my life altogether.
The time spent with the books not only to read them but to look after them surely must show for a soundness of character.
The sheer exhilaration of plunging in world after world other than your own (oh how I could write hymns to escapism) only comes once one has taken firm steps to lock outside the crazy pace of what we overrate as reality. Then comes the quiet happiness of showcasing them, these soul and mind feeders. It's a way to delimitate a personal corner that shows a certain degree of self respect. Or so I imagine.
Needless to say I'm lacking bookends in my life altogether.
Comedy and tragedy bookends from thevintagehideaway on etsy
Copper deco horse bookends, now sold, from oldandwise on etsy
I love bookends, too. Thanks for including mine in your blog.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully Done Thanks for Including Mine.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant!
ReplyDeleteand thank you.
Oh my! What a lovely collection!
ReplyDeleteMy Art Deco bookends are in great company!
I love the acorns and the stag bookends - so charming and so vintage, too.
Thank you so much for the lovely feature!
I will repay your kindness very soon!
xxx
Maggie