Today seems to be more of a day to muse than ramble. I’ll leave you all with some passages from some of my all-time favorite books – in both children’s and adult categories. Pick up any one of them from a bookshelf and spend some time with it, if you haven’t already done so, and you would’ve made a friend for life. I promise.
- They set off to the east this time, across the thick, springy heather, and almost at once found signs of the passing of caravans: twigs broken off the bushes, a wheel rut on a soft piece of ground.
– “Five Go to Mystery Moor” by Enid Blyton
- But her cooking made up for everything: three kinds of meat, summer vegetables from her pantry shelves; peach pickles, two kinds of cake and ambrosia constituted a modest Christmas dinner. Afterwards, the adults made for the livingroom and sat around in a dazed condition. Jem lay on the floor, and I went to the back yard. “Put on your coat,” said Atticus dreamily, so I didn’t hear him.
– “To Kill a Mockingbird” by Harper Lee
- As soon as they entered, Bingley looked at her so expressively, and shook hands with such warmth, as left no doubt of his good information; and he soon afterwards said aloud, “Mr. Bennet, have you no more lanes hereabouts in which Lizzy may lose her way again to-day?”
– “Pride and Prejudice” by Jane Austen
- A robin hopped about the growing pile of soil looking for worms. The morning sounds of Thrush Green were muffled by the height of the earth walls about them, but in the distance they could hear the children playing on the two swings on the green.
– “News from Thursh Green” by Miss Read
- “Wait a minute then,” said Swaminathan and ran out. He had one last hope that his granny might be asleep. It was infinitely safer to show one’s friends a sleeping granny.
– “Swami and His Friends” by R.K.Narayan
- A train went through a burial gate,
A bird broke forth and sang,
And trilled, and quivered, and shook his throat
Till all the churchyard rang;
– “Time and Eternity” by Emily Dickinson
- “C’mon we’d better go outside for a while. Mom’s getting that look.”
– “The Indispensable Calvin and Hobbes” by Bill Watterson
- “It is bush tea,” said Mma Ramotswe as she reached for the tea-pot. “Mma Makutsi – my assistant – and I drink bush tea because it helps us to think.”
– “The Full Cupboard of Life” by Alexander McCall Smith
- He had missed the old rectory, too, with its clamor and quiet, its sunshine and shadow. Never before in his life as a rector had he found a home so welcoming or comfortable – a home that seemed, somehow, like a friend.
– “A Light in the Window” by Jan Karon