Books are not made for furniture, but there is nothing else that so beautifully furnishes a house.
Most of you know we moved into a new house recently. I've been busy unpacking, decorating, arranging and rearranging. Sadly, I still haven't figured out how to convince my husband that books aren't clutter - that it isn't possible to have too many of them.
If I had my way, we might decorate a little like this...
But while I tend to favor the philosophy of Henry Ward Beecher while decorating the new house, my husband prefers to side with Agatha Christie:
It was clear that the books owned the shop rather than the other way about. Everywhere they had run wild and taken possession of their habitat, breeding and multiplying and clearly lacking any strong hand to keep them down. (1963)
I have no knowledge of books breeding or multiplying or taking control of our house. Really. I had no idea there were books under every bed and hidden in drawers and cabinets at the old house. Really. But now that we have a new, bigger house, I'm sure it won't be a problem. Really.
How about you...have the books taken possession of your house? Or do you have a stronger hand to control them?