Whether it's something I know or I think I know, I double check. So even though I rode, showed, trained and taught riding for a good portion of my life, I never did it at the upper levels and research is required for the Bittersweet Books.
On Friday I received an email from the Amazon seller I bought a used book from (wasn't available as a Kindle). The truck transporting this book was involved in an accident and burned up. Goodbye book. Luckily no one was hurt.
Fortunately two other books made it safely here and one was downloaded with ease.
I don't get the fixation on having paper books. What I really don't get is how enamored people are with the smell of them. Maybe it's my nose, but my books don't have an aroma to them as far as I can tell.
Someone tell me--what do they smell like? Violets? A roll of paper towels? What?
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