After the previous day's disappointing library dysfunctions, I awoke re-energized and certain that circumstances could only get better. I headed out for the Millcreek Community Library with middling expectations.
(Pictured below, clockwise from top left: Main foyer of the community center; cafeteria; library main aisle; library circulation)
Millcreek is in the foothills of the Wasatch mountains and the surrounding neighborhoods are a diverse collection of older to newer middle class homes and sparing enclaves of consumer fare. Its proximity to the mountains makes it a particularly beautiful drive (very few SLC excursions offer anything less) but the age of the surrounding neighborhoods also provides a healthy and high treeline, with abundant foliage for the resident fauna. This particular fauna arrived mid-morning, venti coffee in hand, and parked in the shadiest part of the lot which was already almost full.
Millcreek, a branch of the county library system, is also part of the greater community center. The center provides senior services, a gym, and a cafeteria, as well as the library itself. Millcreek library is huge, with a massive number of books, DVDs, CDs, and other media for the public's use. There are plenty of spaces to read or study, and I set myself up next to one of the wall windows near the back of the building.
After the previous day's clanging, shrieking, concussive disruption, the Millcreek library's quiet, industrious calm was a relief. I took pictures before I settled down to write. I don't have much to say about the library, the patrons, or the staff, but maybe that is the greatest compliment of all. It was a quiet, orderly place to study, read, concentrate, and get real work done. I folded into a cocoon of focus and productivity and didn't come out until hunger drove me to the streets, looking for pizza.
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