This afternoon I took the blue, wool blanket off of my hospital bed and found a cozy windowsill to coop myself up in. The view of the Catskills was perfect, the snow on the mountains projected the shadows and curves of the protruding giants so greatly, the landscape was absolutely mesmerizing. I found my book and sat there reading for hours. My grandmother gasped and said “Cerissa! I love this! I have to take a picture!” and thus, this idea was born. The Evolution of a Reader by Cerissa DiValentino.