A Charming Trend: Free Libraries in the Neighborhood


In my own neighborhood, something delightful has been happening lately. I’ve noticed a wonderful trend of “free libraries” popping up. These little libraries are housed in mailboxes or similar structures right on the street, where people can take and leave books for others to enjoy.

The concept is simple yet heartwarming. You can borrow a book for free, read it, and then return it. If you’re feeling generous, you can even leave a few of your own used books for others to discover.

While the free libraries in my area are all painted boxes of some sort, I recently came across something truly extraordinary. I discovered that a talented woman named Sharalee Armitage Howard, from Coeur d’Alene, Idaho, had transformed a 110-year-old dead tree in her front yard into a magical free library.

Sharalee, a librarian, artist, and former bookbinder, had an brilliant idea. Instead of removing and destroying the old cottonwood tree stump, she decided to turn it into a free tree library. The inside of the stump was carefully carved out, a roof was added, and the cozy interior was beautifully lit up. Let me tell you, this is the most charming free library I’ve ever seen!


Inside the tree library, you’ll find a treasure trove of books waiting to be discovered. It’s an outstanding example of creativity and community spirit. And not only does it offer a whimsical place for book lovers to find new reads, but it also adds a touch of magic to Sharalee’s front lawn. Imagine stumbling upon this cozy little library while taking a leisurely stroll through the neighborhood – it would be a true delight.

This free tree library is even more enchanting at night. When darkness falls, the warm glow from the lights inside makes it all the more inviting. It’s a place where stories come to life and imaginations run wild.


Taking a closer look, you’ll appreciate all the magical details that Sharalee has put into this project. From the intricately carved shelves to the whimsical decorations, it’s a work of art that brings joy to everyone who visits.

It’s clear that the free tree library fits right into the charming neighborhood. It’s a testament to the power of creativity and community involvement. These free libraries not only provide access to books but also foster a sense of togetherness and shared knowledge.


I want to give a big shout-out to Sharalee for her fantastic creation and to everyone else who participates in the free library initiative. These libraries are making a positive impact, one book at a time. If you’re interested in learning more about Little Free Libraries and how you can get involved.

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