Set your dials to jaw-dropping for The Library of Parliament in Canada.
Slowly building up a library of Gnostic Saint biographies and writings. A few years left to go, but shall have a good collection of writings eventually.
Last week or so of books (some from secondhand shops, some ordered online). I may need more bookshelves again soon.
A delicate fabric of bird song
Floats in the air,
The smell of wet wild earth
Is everywhere.
Oh I must pass nothing by
Without loving it much,
The raindrop try with my lips,
The grass with my touch;
For how can I be sure
I shall see again
The world on the first of May
Shining after the rain?
- Sara Teasdale, May Day








