I've been organizing the books in my front room. Big job. Fifteen feet of wall space six shelves high. I'm up to the letter M now in the fiction authors as I put them back. I've culled about six linear feet of books so far, but I don't know if that's enough to fit everything in here. Amongst other sources of books, I've opened several boxes that have sat it my hall for a while. My sister has been clearing out at her house. I wish I'd opened these earlier--included in there is my father's three-volume set of Child ballads (separated from the rest of the collection at estate settling time). Back home again, finally, with most of his other books. Means I'll have to work on the shelves in my office as well.

It's enough to get them in order. Who has the time to catalog them? Oy!