Wishing for Spring
My Bookman has Saturday off for a change so we couldn't sit at home. But what do you do when your backyard looks like this? (That thermometer says 23 degrees fahrenheit) You go some place that looks like this: As you can see there were lots of other people with the same idea. But that was not the only stop we made. Oh, no. Because we also went to a place where we one finds things like this: We found all four volumes of Penguin's Collected Essays, Journalism and Letters of George Orwell. The little blue hardcover books are Rudyard Kipling. The books are a bit worn but have blue ribbon markers and marbled endpapers. They were published by JH Sears and have no date inside them but from searching the internet it seems they might be from around the 1930s. They are not collectible but we love old books in good condition regardless of their potential market value. Plus, we didn't have any Kipling except for an audio version of The Light That Failed which my Bookman just finished listening to and loved. And since you can't fondle a compact disc, the actual book is a necessary addition to the shelf. And since we didn't want it to be lonely we had to get the others as well. We are so good at justification.