Give me my scallop-shell of quiet,
My staff of faith to walk upon,
My script of joy, immortal diet,
y bottle of salvation.
My gown of glory, hopes true gauge,
And thus I'll take my pilgrimage.

~Sir Walter Raleigh

A hiker, walking for pleasure, likes to choose between several alluring trails.
The pilgrim desires only the road that leads home.

~Frank W. Boreham

Monday, April 19, 2010

Again, Mother 'Visits'

" I am convinced that I am greedy for too many books and that I already have all the books I can read and re-read with profit to last me the rest of my life.

In fact, I can never digest all the fine study books we already have .

So this a.m. I threw away an enticing invitation to join a book club.

I hope I will content myself with such books as I have and dig into them."

So my mum wrote in her eighty-first year. She was given 11 more years and followed her own advice.

And to the end there were books on shelves by her bed.

For myself, I am trying valiantly to follow her example. There is an on-going effort to reduce the number of books about, to remove from shelves the unneeded, unwanted, the duplicates. But O the pain..a wrenching really. There are the doubts that come concerning 'what if' I should want/need its printed gold in future days? Then when the deed is done, there is the missing as of absent friends.

But head up, shoulders squared, I shall march onward in the task.

Thanks once again, Mama for you words and your example.

Now if I can only keep that finger from the 1-click on the Amazon book page.

1 comment:

  1. You know you can always give books to me! (wink, wink) :)