I love my old books. See those suitcases? They are also filled with old books. I just don't have enough room to display them all.
I remember the Christmas when I was seven, I got two Nancy Drew books as part of the things I got from Santa. I was so excited and I read those two books in two days.
I've now started to collect Nancy Drew books.
Several years ago I decided to buy a box of old books at an auction because there was one Nancy Drew book in it. I think I paid $3.00 for the box. Imagine my excitement when I found this book in the box.
No it isn't a Nancy Drew, but it is a Louisa May Alcott. I love her books and it had quite a surprise inside.
A note that she had handwritten to her readers. I really cherish this, knowing that she held this book in her hands.
Now about those allergies. I conveniently let it slip my mind about one of the main reasons I closed the doors on my desk. I am allergic to the books. It kind of came back to me when I started feeling pretty bad sitting in my living room.
Now I have closed the doors again. Aesthetics are great, but the ability to breathe is a bit more important, and I can take one out, dust it off, and enjoy it when I want.