A Bookmark in Place ~ Thy Word is the lamp upon my feet!

I returned indoors from the avenue as the evening deepened, stepping up to the study desk to conclude the weekend with quiet deliberation. Resting against the walnut bookstand was an open volume of vintage automotive engineering, its heavy linen paper fanned open under the amber desk lamp. Before retiring, I retrieved an unused leather luggage tag with a slender strap from the stationery tray. Stepping close, I used both hands to slide the supple leather strip cleanly down the central margin, resting flush against page eighty-four. With a measured downward press of both palms, I guided the dark clothbound cover closed. Its brass clasp shut with a muffled, satisfying click. A dignified conclusion to an active Sunday. 🙏🏽🕊️🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥😎👈🏽