God, I adore the smell of a library and all of its books. There's this comforting familiar smell of old paper and ink and I just feel right at home when I inhale the scent of a book.
Anyway, once in awhile I see one of those old rubber stamps that has the movable dates on it, exactly like the kind they used at the library to stamp the due date in each book. They're so fun to use, too. Here's to hoping libraries and their fun number stamps never go away.
“Here's to hoping libraries and their date stamps never die.”
This was my first trip across the pond and I had no idea what to expect. When I landed my cousin Deb had one of those goofy signs with my name on it. Fortunately, I recognized her even without the sign.