I have a thing for antique books.

There is something about the embossed leather and the promise of what lies within that draws me, like a moth to a flame.

I would love to have a library filled with original early editions – but not just to sit there and look pretty but rather to be read and enjoyed.

My dream library filled with leather bound books

There would of course be a mandatory secret passageway behind one of the shelves that could only be accessed by tilting the right book. Continue reading →