57/365 – Showing some crack
Feb 27, 2010
There are many things I love about the Wild Rumpus. The neighborhood it’s located in (Linden Hills), the free roaming chicken, the scarry book section with a rat in the floor, Spike the lizard, tons of places to sit and curl up with your kiddo and read the 5 billion books they pull from the shelf, and the kid door entrance.
But my favorite detail has to be the ceiling. I could sit and stare at it for hours. It’s as if the boring reality of a bookstore has been ripped open and the creativity and imagination of the written word has bursted the seams of the physical place itself … and I’m not even that much of a reader these days. We shall return and so should you.