Beck Valley Books: Wordless Wednesday

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Wordless Wednesday - Spring

2 comments:

Kristin AquariannMay 16, 2012 at 9:36 PM
Lovely images, especially the first landscape. Where is it?

-:¦:- Featured Photo: Peach Rose -:¦:-
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Jean Sorbet ScottMay 31, 2012 at 4:13 AM
I agree, Beautiful! I would like to know where it is also.
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Somebody Somewhere......

Somebody somewhere knows that little piece of information that could find Madeleine

Somebody somewhere knows they can help end this families tragic nightmare

Somebody somewhere, no matter how they try, can not lay what they know to rest

Somebody somewhere can never forget, even for second, the burden they carry

Somebody somewhere is weighed down with guilt but can help
Somebody somewhere realises that this little girl is not to blame

Somebody somewhere knows they must do the right thing to find true peace

Somebody somewhere knows that now is the time to put things right

Somebody somewhere, is that YOU?

#Blogging4Madeleine

My Book Vow

I will continue to treasure my books every day

To admire them all on display

There gilted titling on colourful covers and spines

There beautiful designs that seem to come to life

To cherish my most precious book

To hold it in my hands and connect to the story and characters

Escaping into another world as

You gently turn each page

Feeling the books own unique history

The smell of the old pages and print

Books are our history, present and our future

Without them the world would be a very sad place indeed

by Sharon Martin

Our Favourite Book Quote

We were reading a book the other day and laughed out loud when we realised we could of been reading about ourselves or any other bookseller for that matter, we thought you might enjoy the little snippet....

However dull and dingy the shop may have appeared in the eyes of most people, to one person it was the most delightful spot on earth, and that person was none other than the owner of this collection of literature, some of which was remarkable for its antiquity if nothing else.

Bartholomew Stranges whole world was in his shop, beyond it he had no ambition, no affection, no desires. He loved his books simply for their own sakes, not for what he got by them, indeed it cost him such a pang to part with them, that if it had not been a necessity he would have refused to do so. Often if anyone wished to purchase a favourite book he would put a large price on it so as to keep it in his own possession, and be willing to wear the scantiest clothes, and live on the plainest food, if by this means he could keep his precious treasures.....

From Beckie's Mission or Mr Bartholomew's Little Girl by L Marston, published by John F Shaw & Co, circa 1919