Oh dear! Renovations are a dirty business! That brings to my mind the cleaning job we had this summer when our floors were sanded. I'm still finding the fine fine wood dust in the oddest crevices, like inside the hot water heating ducts (which were closed until recently)!
Odd timing here, given my new persona...
Also, perhaps tile-cutting dust is not so discouraging on books and shelves as soot can be: once a chimney sweep showed up to do his dirty work (country woodstove pipe in old bookstore) unannounced. The landlord had sent him over. What a mess!
feral is your Thraliana? Shirleyana perhaps. Sorry about the soot. It is supposed to be lucky, though.
I love this drawing, by the way. I'll have to email you a scan of Dr. J from a disintegrating book jacket I've been hanging onto for decades; it's just too vile to dispose of.
Book dust, on the other hand, is hazardous. Lots of spores and pollen and bionastiness. Having worked shelving books for a number of years in my youth, I can affirm that the dirt is sticky and pervasive, and gets into all those inevitable paper-cuts.
Have ~you~ ever been in a book avalanche? It's a frightening experience. I have no respect for books en-mass and without order.
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