A greater store of golden hours
Than can be found in happiness
Of birds and books and flowers
One Sunday, the first day of daylight saving time, a sleepy-eyed congregation watched their young pastor ascend the pulpit of a lovely country church. Not looking very wide-awake himself, he began, “As you all know, we lost an hour last night because of daylight-savings time. I don’t know which hour you lost, but I lost the hour in which I usually write my sermon.”


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I have no idea where this wonderful establishment is located but I want to live there...right in the bookshop! My guess is it's in Paris. Nothing but huge walls full antiquarian books and prints, my idea of heaven. Don't forget to pan the camera by moving your mouse around to see everything including the entire ceiling.