Postcard from the Sea Library: A Corner for Your Curiosity

Dear friend,

My life began in August like many of Tove Jansson’s books do. “One afternoon at the end of August, Moominpappa was walking about in his garden…” Ripe as an apple I was born on 26th of August 36 years ago. In a family of artists, architects and actors. Just like Tove (who spent her summers on a small island in the Baltic Sea) I grew up in a bohemian household.

A dreamy and fun childhood under blue clouds of cigarette smokes. Grownups danced, laughed, talked. I watched and listened. Books encircled my mattress like towers. Stories bloomed like flowers. I loved to read and write when I was little. But I have never spent so much time with books as I do now. Who knew I would become a librarian?

Corner for curiosity in the Sea Library. Photo by Beach Books.

Sea Library washed ashore of my imagination a few summers ago and crawled into reality like most wondrous beast. Growing steadily and unpredictably. I love it immensely.

Two years have passed from the moment I opened the doors to strangers and made my book collection public. I’ve now decided to take another step and turn this website into a kind of a cabinet of wonders with gems found in sea books.

Sea Library lives in a separate room of our old house. It truly is a wonder room, a true cabinet of curiosities. (Look, how lovely it looks in a local design magazine, published this month.) This website could mirror that to some extent. I’ll try, my friend, to let the magic happen. Will you be next to me?

I cycled to the nearby river today. Threw my clothes on my sneakers and swam in a cold blue-grey water. It’s a warm summer day, despite the rain. Reeds danced in the wind as if cheering me up. World is a beautiful place when you are floating on water or reading a book.

I’ll send a new postcard next Sunday.

Now tell me, how’s your day?

Love,
Anna

1 Comment

  1. ❤❤❤

    svētd., 2020. g. 23. aug., plkst. 01:13 — lietotājs Sea Library () rakstīja:

    > Anna Iltnere posted: ” Dear friend, My life began in August like many of > Tove Jansson’s books do. “One afternoon at the end of August, Moominpappa > was walking about in his garden…” Ripe as an apple I was born this week > 36 years ago. In a family of artists, architects and ” >

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