I can appreciate my library and a good book. Perhaps, you can name a few--say, Paradise Lost or Wuthering Heights...a Treasure Island, perhaps...or even the old standby--The Holy Bible. But what speaks to my heart...and, for me, is the heart of my virtual home...is not my library, nor living quarters--with its newfangled trappings of today, nor the kitchen and its culinary delights, no. What gives me the greatest of pleasure is my personal GALLERY. Often I retire to The Gallery--yes, I have been lately emphasizing the "the" because of its grown prominance is my soul stirrings-- Eh-umh, well, it's truly my joy.