I strew many different things in the paths of my sons.. Outings, cooking, museums, libraries, puzzles, music, blogs, links, masses, prayers, statues, candles, quotes, games..
The biggest thing that I strew, though, are books.
I strew books because I love books. I love reading. Books have enriched my mind, my experience, my life.
As we start February, I have been strewing books on our dining table, near the candles and liturgical year strewing.
Saints and Art… For St John Bosco
Catholic Bioethics by the Bishop of our Diocese, Bishop Anthony Fisher OP.
Kitchen by Nigella Lawson… A great read, attractive turn of phrase, clever use of imagery, a cookbook that is a example of good writing.
The Women’s Weekly Retro Cookbook (yes, I have sons who like cooking and who get into retro).
The Seven Storey Mountain by Thomas Merton .. I have raved about this so much that I might as well leave it around.. Who knows who will pick it up?
And that’s what happens with books in our house. Someone leaves one lying around and someone else picks it up, peruses, gets into it.
Strewing paths with books.