Ode to realBooks

I love books. And by “book,” I don’t mean iBook, or kindle, or anything having to with a screen. I mean real, live books, with smooth pages, crinkly spines, and that ethereal smell. Something to curl up with.

I love reading a good book. Almost nothing sweeter. But even beyond reading, I just love books. This is something My Man and I have always bonded on. You can never have too many books. A sprawling bookshelf makes a perfectly sumptuous wall covering.

We aspire to having a library when we’re old. His side will cover environmental and social politics, anarchist theory, civil disobedience, Jack Kerouac and zen buddhism. Mine will cover every possible aspect of homesteading and homemaking, food politics, wilderness theory, and of course every book ever written by John Steinbeck. Our library will have two giant comfy chairs, facing each other, so we can keep each other’s toes warm as we read away our elderly days (in between cross country road trips in our homemade gypsy caravan).

In the meantime, I try to slip book reading into my already bursting life whenever I can. As you may remember, I gave up an illustrious morning blogger career earlier this summer, and made the pact with myself to instead give whatever morning time I might be afforded to books. It’s been great. Although the Babe’s budding routine of letting me get up 40-60 minutes before him has not been sustained (weep) I usually manage to get in 15 or 20 minutes of reading before he gets too fussy.

Enough that I burn through books faster than I can afford to buy them. So, recently I turned to an old friend– Inter-Library Loans. ILLs for short. If you’ve never heard of this, it’s one of the few brilliant things America does with it’s tax dollars. You can get more or less any book ever published delivered to your local library, for free.

I just got my first batch of four books (they arrive so much faster here than in Alaska!)

Goat Song by Brad Kessler is a lovely morning read. I can’t decide if it makes me want to have goats more or less. He is certainly poetic about being a goatherd, but also makes no bones about the work and heartbreak involved.

Cradle of Flavor by James Oseland looks like I might have to buy it. I love this kind of food, but it’s not something that I have any instinct for. I need recipes. And his recipes look to be better explained than most (there’s nothing I hate worse than a too spare recipe. It’s all about technique, baby).

I also got To Buy or Not to Buy Organic: What You Need to Know to Choose the Healthiest, Safest, Most Earth-Friendly Food by Cindy Burke and Cooking Under Pressure by Lorna Sass. Nothing to report on these two yet.

What are you all reading and enjoying lately? Any recommendations for my ILL list?

 

 

9 thoughts on “Ode to realBooks

  1. Mornin’ CJ! I’ve gathered myself a morning minute or ten between washing and rearin’ and yeah, gotta love books. I’m a human of the four-eyed kind, and we Always Look Sexier with books. Sport notsomuch, but hand a woman with glasses a book and I’m a hot mama!

    I’m reading Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver at the moment (slowly, as it’s usually when the kiddo’s are up and yeah, we know how that goes), and I’m also reading In Defense of Food by Michael Pollan when I can. It’s all come about from watching Food, Inc. and reading Food Rules by Michael Pollan. Need I say more?

    All from the library. Well, every book I get nowadays comes from there, because our Western Australian library system is just so damn good. And free! What rational adult would pass up the opportunity to use free books? Not to mention the whole section at our library, nearly a quarter of the ground floor space, dedicated to the gearing of children to loving the library – which reminds me, I highly recommend Kisses are Yuk by Julia Jarman and I’m Guna Like Me by Jamie Lee Curtis for kiddo’s. They’re firm favourites here and we often have to send in a request for them to be held til we next go in!

  2. Hi,
    Here’s something about me. Radical homey mom of one unschooled 4 year old in OKC. Hope you like New Orleans. Love cajun country over in Lafayette. Great fests there, by the way. Recently discovered your blog through Sharon Astyk. Have recently returned to reading after a long hiatus. Recently read possum living, radical homemakers, Independence Days by Sharon Astyk, reading a book on day of the dead crafts, Maryjanes Outpost (bathroom book pretty pictures), Ducks by Cherie Langlois, Farm City by Novella Carpenter. Have two books on hold at library right now. Loved your post on submission, and read it out loud to my husband. Great blog.

    Julie

    1. LOVED Farm City!!! got it from my local library, then ended up buying it (50% off, new!) for my bff (hi, fran!) in sw louisiana. novella carpenter is such an awesome and inspiring lady! a great read, for sure :)

  3. I just recently came across your blog and I’m so glad I did. I’m enjoying reading your previous posts. You put into words things that I’ve thought about but am not able to express. Thank you

    Sarah Elizabeth x x

  4. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. I love the look of the goat-herder book. A little homestead- fantasy is always popular at my house. Thanks for the tip.

    My partner Keith is two years into a whole-wall bookshelf project, involving ladders and piano-sized holes. He’s got to work around the all-consuming needs of our 2 and 3 year old too, so it’s not a quick build. But so, so satisfying. How could you ever go past the romance and possibility of a stack of words and stories?

    Plus, I’m not keen to take a Kindle into the bath with a cup of tea and a block of chocolate.

  5. Oh, yes….there’s nothing like a good–real–book! I have wall-to-wall bookshelves and towering heaps and baskets of board books and an insatiable desire for more! I do have a library with two cozy chairs (but, unfortunately, at the moment it’s also full of mats and bedding for 6 kids’ naptimes).

    Thanks so much for your comment on my blog. Yes, I’m a big fan of RIE.

    I’d forgotten about the hideous playground comments!! I recently witnessed a kid getting put in time out because he managed to reach the monkey bars and hang there for a second. “There are other people here!! You’re in time out!!!” (There were no kids anywhere near his feet. It seems the mere existence of my 1-year-old meant he should refrain from playing.) And that mom’s friend put her kid in time out for yelling (not being rude or nasty, but yelling with joy as should be perfectly acceptable at a large outdoor space.) I just wanted to take those kids home with me and leave them to their own devices for a while!

  6. Cradle of Flavor just came in… Looks like some of the ingredients will be hard to find here in Maine, where there is no Asian grocery store… :(

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