Copyright 2013 by Paula S. Jordan
I would like fo say a word about the pleasures of reading in the company of friends. Particularly long-term friends who are life-long, ardent readers.
I’ve been at the beach this week with a dozen such friends. And while I would not call us a quiet group, there have come times during the days here when I have noticed deep, comfortable silences, and have looked up from my own reading to find a large percentage of us sitting (or sprawled) at ease on the cushy circle of sofas and chairs, intent on some form of book.
Others have also commented on the silences. A word or two about the stillness. And the company. Then we return to our books until the lures of the beach or the hot tub or the luscious meals (we also tend to be foodies) draw us away.
Then it’s back to the books … everything from Jane Yolan’s “Sister Light, Sister Dark,” to Josephine Tey’s “Daughter of Time,” to Laurel Saville’s “Henry and Rachel,” to an Elizabeth Peters archaeological mystery … until something else lures us (temporarily) away.
This week is ending far too soon.
Photo credit: Rose Simon