The books are gone

My books are gone, all the books I would love to read again.

They were the most important for me and I spend long days to select, which to send and which I could give away.

Finally, they were too many from each.

The ones I have not chosen also to many to take only to give them away, so from the box, I decided to put them back. Between them many I did enjoy reading and now I am happy I did not give them away. One day, I will.

Here is how the place looks now, yesterday I took them out from the boxes and put them back, second choice perhaps, but I did enjoy reading most of them.

The others will be waiting for me in London.