Hobbits, Clouds, and a Good Book

 

I think I might be a hobbit! I’m brief in stature, I love small habitats, and I tuck easily into corners.

I would be easy to overlook if it weren’t for my color-wheel wardrobe and my red bandana. It’s become my hallmark and it accomplishes so many purposes: it not only tames cow licks that would otherwise sprout rowdily, but it keeps brain cells in alignment. Well, sorta. And a bandana can serve as a flag if one is lost, a hankie to catch tears, and a bandage for wounded hearts. Like my grandma use to say, “It’s as handy as a pocket in a shirt.”  And by virtue of its redness it works well for February…

I always look forward to February, even though it’s stuffed full of grey days it is also crowded with thoughts of love. I still remember skipping home from school as a child with a shoe box full of valentines from classmates. Today my way of keeping the valentines coming is I load myself up with fresh reads. My heart skips a beat when a brand spanking new book greets me at my mailbox. I assemble a new stack of books at my bedside, some on my desk, and more by “my chair,” the three places that invite me to sit a spell and meander through the words of great minds.

So during February you’ll most likely find this hobbit tucked away under a cloud of grey blankets (look for the bandana), with my nose inside the pages of someone else’s thoughts drinking in the love.

Happy Love Month!