Something about the holiday vacation week makes me think of long, snowy afternoon reading childhood favorites.
The phrase that came immediately to mind was “classic contentment reads”, the sorts of books you read when the blackberry has stopped buzzing, the final paper has been turned in, the smell of good baking things permeates the house, and you can curl up in a peaceful corner in the winter twilight with the last hint of the setting sun reflecting orange and gold across the snow.
If you like Classic Contentment Reads, you’ll probably like….
— You knew there was going to be more L.M. Montgomery, right? I also recommend her three Emily books, Emily of New Moon, Emily Climbs, and Emily’s Quest;
— No L.M. Montgomery marathon would be complete without my personal favorite, The Blue Castle;
— Frances Hodgson Burnett’s A Little Princess, which still makes me cry;
— And, of course, Hodgson Burnett’s The Secret Garden (for those of you who haven’t heard the Broadway musical, I highly, highly recommend the soundtrack– who knew Mandy Patankin could be so tortured and Victorian?);
— Astrid Lindgren’s Ronia, the Robber’s Daughter. I hadn’t realized Lindgren was so much more than Pippi Longstocking until one snowy afternoon on Christmas break from college when I picked up this long ignored book from my shelf and fell in love with it.
— There are also a handful of books that aren’t quite so venerable, but have that same feel to them, most notably the Eva Ibbotsen oeuvre, which are perfect for a peaceful winter afternoon and some quiet sniffles in the corner of the couch: The Morning Gift (very sniffle-inducing), A Company of Swans, and A Countess Below Stairs are my favorites.
What are your holiday classic contentment reads?