A collective of bibliophiles talking about books. Book Fox (vulpes libris): small bibliovorous mammal of overactive imagination and uncommonly large bookshop expenses. Habitat: anywhere the rustle of pages can be heard.
We are sobered and reflective this week in the Vulpes Libris den. Family bereavements, worries about the health of people close to us, and unnerving things happening to our own bodies, are making us huddle together, hunkering down to ride out another of the storms of life. We’re not going to mention politics because that way lies madness. It’s not a time for romping in autumn leaves, but for sitting quietly and consolidating. Foxes are not naturally meditative creatures, but sometimes books do the trick when life is being worse than it usually is. We’ll get our joie de vivre back (it always comes back), but right now, we’re keeping the world away with books.
Monday 7th November: Guest reviewer Holly explores the intricate social codes of the tattoo, reading The Tattoo Dictionary by Trent Aitken-Smith.
Wednesday 9th November: Hilary enjoys entering a time and a place that are new to her, in Catherine Czerkawska’s novel of Jean Armour and her husband Robert Burns, The Jewel.
Friday 11th November: Moira’s already on the lookout for stocking fillers, and she thinks she’s found the ideal candidate in The Little Oxford Dictionary of Proverbs.
Photo of sleepy fox by Peter Trimming via Wikimedia commons.