At the library this afternoon, I was struck by something very odd: there aren’t very many books. There weren’t very many magazines, either.But there were a lot of computers.
In the “Teen Zone,” there was a big screen television.
The children’s library, on the second floor, however, was awesome. It’s huge, for one thing. For another, there are scads of picture books and chapter books. For another, there are non-obnoxious toys for toddlers to play with.
But still I found myself wondering, Where are all the books? Where are all the magazines? Am I missing something? And then I pulled my Kindle out of my bag to read while Sean played in the make-believe kitchen.