My oldest daughter is here from Oklahoma to stay for a couple of days, so projects are on hold. Or at least I thought.  

She came to me and told me that her friend told HER  about a lamp made of books. And of course, she wants it. So, being mom, we get in the truck and go flea marketing for books and an old lamp.

She picks these books out, Ken  drills a hole in them and sticks the bar in the books. She didn't like the shade that came with it, so she goes to my sewing room, and steals the one off of my lamp.         I fell in love with this. I am going to have to do one for the store.