They say never judge a book by its cover so how do I judge the Boston Library? What a stunning place to study, to learn, or to just spend a few hours perusing the books. As a library, like with a book, until you get stuck into it, only then you find out how good it is. I did not have the chance to do any research in the library itself, so for now, the British Library is the best I have found. But what a surprise and stunning glory this library in Boston is. When I stepped inside the doors I couldn’t believe my eyes.
The library with its murals, marble, stunning statues, and glorious lighting is a treat beyond treats. It was established 1848 and was the first library in the States to open to the public and allow people to borrow books and take them home. The building I was in was the McKim building which opened in 1895 and was proclaimed a palace for the people. What a palace indeed! It was the first to have a children’s room, and displays rare works. I did spend some time checking out the old maps of Boston and was awed by the detailed penmanship in the pen and ink drawing of Old Boston. What skill!
I have to say I spent a few hours just taking in the stone work, and the magnificent stairs. I secretly longed to be sitting down at the long tables hard at work doing some research. How I would have loved that!
There where quite a few places off-limits to me, but I did wander about without too much trouble. I so would have loved to have these stairs in my home.
Sadly these stairs where clearly marked staff only and in case I wasn’t able to comprehend that warning, a chain was securely fastened. ( I know, I tested it.) But by now, I had spent far too much time indoors, and desperately needed a cup of tea. In search of that emergency cup of tea I stumbled out into this courtyard.
I found a chair to sit on and that cup of tea was erased from my mind. An apple in my pocket was my companion as I sat and lost an hour, watching the sun play with shadows, and with the sound of water from the fountain washing away any sense of time or urgency.
It was only when a large cloud passed overhead blocking out the sun that I stirred and headed back out from a world within worlds to say goodbye to a small universe of books.
As I departed the Boston Library, I couldn’t help but think what a place to read, take a midday work break, or just step away from the noise of the city. Truly a palace for the people.