Joy of cataloguing...

I think I have mentioned this before, but I really love cataloguing books. There is something so intellectually pleasing about sitting with a big stack (or several boxes…or *shudder* dozens of boxes) of books and examining each on, researching it and drafting a good catalogue entry. It is *really* fun…every now and then a great bit of ephemera appears, some wonderful bit of provenance information is discovered and with nearly every single one, you learn something new and, with hope, interesting. Ok, I admit, I am a bit of a freak and far too easily amused…but I do love what I do (and how many others can say *that*).