Ah the joy of wandering aimlessly around numerous bookshops and stationery stores. Almost losing the day and all sense of time, among bookshelves that seemed to go on and on for miles.
For me entering a bookshop is like stepping into a sanctuary of stories.
Where time slows down and the outside world fades away.
As a child I was never fascinated by books. Strange considering that my mum was an English teacher. Reading was a chore, which makes me cringe even documenting that childhood memory. All those hours, days and years without a book in hand, I guess I was creating my own stories back then.
As the years have unfolded, books, stationery and the joy journaling, found me.
So to have my experiences and insights.With each book I peruse, the characters’ stories seem to become intwined with mine. the tales of triumphs, love, loss and resilience become poignant reminders of the human experience. More so now than ever, whilst I try and navigate the shit storm that is midlife!
The experience of being in a book store takes on a unique and meaningful experience now I’m in my very late forties. I seem to savour the pleasures of solidarity exploration.
I’ve been a frequent visitor over the years, darting to my favourite stores, hiding quietly in the deep sofas with a stack of potential new books to purchase. What’s so delightful about this Mid Wales market town, is that it’s a honeypot for new entrepreneurs and independent retailers. Exciting and uber cool brands pop up and entice you through their bright and friendly entrances. I’m a sucker for a new book store, hypnotised by the thrill of discovering a hidden gem. Knowing that each book I encounter is a potential journey waiting to be undertaken.
I’ll let my images from yesterday take you on a little tour of Hay On Wye…
Just one thought before I get back to my emails and ‘to do’ lists… let the act of getting lost among the bookshelves be a reminder that, no matter your age, the world of literature continues to offer solace, growth, and an enduring connection to the power of storytelling.
Until the next time
Take care and stay safe xxx
Oh the dream day - wandering around bookshops and stationery stores! And Hay looks as gorgeous as I imagine, can't wait to visit one day!