Hard to believe another Christmas has come and gone. It's an odd time of year here in a bookstore. New titles of the year are barely budding among the collaged shelves of classics and yesterday's reads. Holiday shopping has dwindled down. Restocking the shelves won't feel like a running a marathon for a while. Usually were so focused on what's up and coming that it's nice to relax back into the old favorites for the time being. This week, I finally had time to leisurely read my favorite holiday picturebooks. I think I melted into the couch and lost myself between the pages; it was a great experience. Excuse the cliche, but it was like spending time with old friends, as you loose yourself in a memory that's right in front of you. And, for a moment, all is good and peaceful.
I hope that you will revisit old favorites, while the snow is thick outside, as well.
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