Sadly, it's back to the grind after a wonderful, wintry holiday. Although citizens of the Northeast United States are cursing Father Winter (and I don't blame them), those of us down South were quite overjoyed to receive snow on Christmas morning. I stayed with my youngest brother, in his new home, up in the North Georgia mountains, and watched it fall steadily the entire weekend.Now let me take you back-- don't worry, not so far back; actually, just a post ago, you know, the post where I ever so politely whined about the lack of literary goodies that would grace the bottom of my tree.
From this blog post alone, I managed to snag 2 books on my most wished for list!
My second to youngest brother, A, handed me a bright blue bag containing two lovely new books: