One of the lovely parts of falling behind in, well, everything of late is the moment when I get to go back and read all the things I bookmarked the last month or so. At one time. The experience is comparable to sitting in front of a large stack of presents that lessens ever so slowly as you unwrap and unwrap, one delight after another. And this story, a popular one, was my favorite. Mysterious and beautiful paper sculptures mounted to books, and left as anonymous presents to libraries in Scotland. The first, found at the Scottish Poetry Library in March, came with this note:
It started with your name @byleaveswelive and became a tree.… ... We know that a library is so much more than a building full of books… a book is so much more than pages full of words.… This is for you in support of libraries, books, words, ideas….. a gesture (poetic maybe?)
And then the National Library of Scotland received this with the following note:
For @natlibscot - A gift in support of libraries, books, words, ideas..... (& against their exit)
And there were more.
And more. And hopefully the rumor that the creator is known is false. Who would want to know? A random act of beauty and kindness. More beautiful because it is anonymous.