Had a lovely fall of rain last night, the steady soaking sort that the town has really needed. Just to prove me wrong in my assertions that summer is on its way, it's a lovely cool day today. I've been to the library and dropped off my second child to kindy, the youngest is in bed for her nap, and the eldest already at school, and so when I finish this I'm off to settle down with a new book. I've got to get away from my normal genre of crime, so picked a Thomas Kenneally novel entitled "Three Cheers for the Paraclete".
Our town library is a great resource, as most small-town libraries are. They hold a couple of children's rhyme and story time sessions during the week, have a large collection of children's books, DVDs, videos and talking books (these are particularly great on the long road journeys we take) and welcome children with open arms. It's a stark difference to the libraries I remember from my younger days, when stern librarians would shoosh you and make you wish you could afford to buy books instead of borrowing them from the library. The kids have a lovely time and aren't forbidden to make any noise. Mine sometimes unfortunately think it's party time and whoop and carry on a little too loudly even for me. But the librarians have never spoken harshly to them or made us feel as though we shouldn't be there.
So to my couch and Thomas Kenealley, before the end of school. May get a few pages in.
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