A short walk from my front door is a tiny unassuming intersection with a small park and a guitar store. The guitar store definitely is a surprise but that’s what I love about this area; turn a corner and find something completely surprising in a neighborhood full of houses. The sweetest find so far has been a tiny library of sorts. It’s just a box actually but from a few walks past it I’ve noticed that the turnover of books is high. I spotted a Naipaul last time and being a big fan I meant to come back again with a book to drop off but somebody got to it before me. I suppose I can take comfort in knowing that another Naipaul fan lurks not too far from me. Today though I remembered to take my ‘drop-off’ book on our walk – appropriately The Devil in the White City to bring a bit of Chicago to Raleigh. The pickins were slim though but I did find a book I hadn’t read before (Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf).
And in other fun finds, a confetti of colorful leaves which I couldn’t resist picking up and a cat that was having the best time stretching!