Shelving February 9, 2020February 9, 2020 / John Enright That was before I could afford to hire carpenters, and all I could find was green wood, stuff not yet lumber but still the body of a slaughtered tree. Hand saw, drill, plane and sandpaper, building shelves for the books again. Bookshelves always stay behind with the women, move empty sideways into new and better digs, get filled with one wonders what. I give good shelf. Share this:TumblrMoreFacebookTwitterLike this:Like Loading... Related
Love this! Great last line !
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