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Books and Sundry
Young Horatio Hornblower, C.S. Forester: I love to sniff the old torn spine of this book. I sit primly on the open pages and just rest my nose on the book, getting a high from the musty, basement-y odor.
The Bastable Children, E. Nesbit: It's soft, faded linen cover is almost as tattered & smelly as YHH.
The Father Christmas Letters, J.R.R. Tolkien: I am only able to smell this rare secondhand copy during Advent, and I have to sneak to sit on it when no one is looking.
2 comments:
I always enjoy your recommendations, Watoosa (well - for books, anyway; not so much the food!)
I watch for your new posts and scoot straight over here whenever one is flagged up.
I can't imagine a better compliment. Thanks!
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