Crumbs From the Corner: Adventures in Woolgathering

Monday, June 22, 2009

Library Meeting

The librarian handed me a brightly coloured box and dispensed advice on the worth of the film. Spouse and I spoke with her about matters pertaining to the weather until a fellow came by, family trailing behind, and called greetings in Czech. The librarian responded in the same tongue; a nice character, she said, that spent a good deal of time at the library.
Shortly after, another man approached and grinned broadly at the librarian: another patron she was warmly familiar with.
She then recalled seeing our name last week on books underneath the checkout counter- items the library had reserved. I replied that we had collected those pieces a few days before and our account had thus been settled.
With all that said and done it was soon time to part ways, and off went Spouse and I.
"It's strange," I remarked to Spouse, "but that was nearly like being at the library!"
We turned around to observe our friend, neighbour and librarian lifting her lively little terrier dog into the car. She beamed at us, waved farewell one more time. It had been a grand idea to arrange an evening stroll along the river and through the park: and it turned, because the world is full of minute surprises, into an exhilarating outdoor version of our weekly library excursion.

1 comment:

Pappy said...

In my youth I was asked to leave several libraries for excessive talking. So much for visiting in the library. Later it was the librarian's job to insure that young men and women who were "studying" together did not sit too close to each other in violation of a University's policy against PDA (Public Display of Affection). Imagine how that would go over in today's world. Pappy

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