Yesterday was a day for bonanzas of sorts. My husband went out to the library to look for a few DVDs, to discover a few films we might like to view. That's our Saturday-night entertainment. And just as good a way to spend the late evening hours as any. Particularly given the Environment Canada storm watch in effect; heavy snow with aggressive winds whipping the veil of snow off the roof and onto the grounds below.

As we viewed the film, the family room darkened, I looked over from time to time at the windows. When it snows they light up a luminescent pink or mauve colour, overlaying the stained glass and it's a glorious sight to behold. The stained glass takes on various appearances reflecting the quality and quantity of light that's current, an ever-changing, always-mesmerizing sight.

While he was at the library he discovered a 'friends of the library' book sale was in progress. Tailor made for a bibliophile, an avid reader, an omnivorous consumer of the printed word. When he finally returned he had with him two films one of which we viewed, titled The Duchess. He also brought back two bags-full of books, and one of those bags held books meant for my delectation.

I am beyond delighted to have now a book by Bernard Lewis that I haven't yet read, What Went Wrong? Western Impact and Middle Eastern Response, another by Paul Berman, Terror and Liberalism, A Fabulous Kingdom, the Exploration of the Arctic by Charles Officer and Jake Page, Thomas Friedman's From Beirut to Jerusalem, and Giles Milton's Paradise Lost, Smyrna 1922, The Destruction of Islam's City of Tolerance.

Nice to know there are so many discriminating readers around out there in greater society.