I've passed this house on DeSoto Street a thousand times on my bike, eyes drawn to this tiny little structure. When I finally stopped the other morning, I discovered it was for books not birds. What a great idea! I'd given credit to the owners of the home, but found out later from my friend Victoria that there are others around New Orleans that are part of a city-wide project. I'll have to check into it further, but I'm ready to participate.
In these times of vanishing books, children tied to computers, kindles and the like; this little house gave me hope. Unlike Carlos Ruiz Zafon's "Cemetery of Forgotten Books" in The Shadow of the Wind, this is a living, breathing, active center in the neighborhood that has the potential for change, cohesion, inclusion, a mirror to who we are...and maybe just plain fun. I will be back with more as it's discovered. Till then, happy reading!