By the Yard

My bride and I have an ongoing skirmish. She doesn't much cotton to theme rooms. Remember how flexible the enthusiasms of Toad, of Wind in the Willows fame, were? I'm much the same and tend to create themes quickly albeit accidently. I come by my name honestly.

The battles generally involve what goes where on bookshelves. The problem revolves around the fact that one of us is an eclectic reader, one of us rarely picks up a book. Our home is littered with shelves. They are in most every room, except the rooms you want them.

Not surprisingly, I abhor empty shelves. Non-public rooms I'll stuff them with ancient magazines, catalogs, almost anything. For several years I had most of a Jaguar engine hidden on one in a game room. When it's an exterior wall I call it cheap insulation. Later, I fill them in.

To satisfy both a need for books, and a current whim I got in touch with the folks at Wonder Books. Amongst their other services they offer books by the yard.

I emailed, told them of my current interests, some of this, none of that, got a quick reply, and photos. How 'bout this? they asked.






Two days later 50 pounds of books arrived. Perfect, and reasonably inexpensive.

Toad