Hello Storytime

This is the first post of my Storytime series of post. It shall be all things picture books and seeing that I've started to accumulate a collection of my own  I figured it was time to do some sharing.

Bookstores are my little escape. It's the place you'll find me when I need to treat myself. I go there whenever I feel like I need a break from the world and when I find myself sighing just a little too much. Not saying that I only go there when I'm on a low - I love the space just as much when I'm feeling brighter. I always ponder around the children's section of bookstores excited by the prospect of finding a surprise among the waves of picture books whether it be a trip down memory lane, a simple laugh, or something extraordinary deep for something that's in the so called children's section. This is perhaps what takes me into awe and wonder in these supposedly naive corner of the bookstore; there are actually things for people of all ages - not only for kids. These, however, don't always explicitly show themselves. You have to find them. And its the search that makes them so special.

/Ham