I stopped at a couple of thrift stores on my way home the other day. I found this lovely old book dated 1947.
The dust jacket has kept the book in perfect condition. It is filled with the loveliest poems! For example:
What have you taken from today
To put in your store of memories?
For today was a door to be opened wide,
And you held in your hand the golden keys.
(I have a feeling I will be sharing more of the poetry found within in future posts.)See the pristine cover of the book inside the DJ:
Old Rose and Silver is another book I found a while back at another thrift shop. Not in the best condition, but it's from 1910, and the cover was just too pretty to pass up. It starts out with a woman playing the piano, and on the second page, this passage "Outside, the purple dusk of Winter twilight lay soft upon the snow. Through an opening in the evergreens the far horizon, grey as mother-of-pearl, bent down to touch the plain in a misty line that was definite yet not clear.At the left were the mountains, cold and calm, veiled with distances dim with frost. There was a step upon the stair, but the strong, straight figure in white lace did not turn away from the window, even when the door opened. The stillness was broken only by the cheerful crackle of the fire until a sweet voice asked: "Are you dreaming, Rose?"
I couldn't resist.
And then these last two paperbacks are ones I remembered from my childhood. One or the other of my sisters had them. I found these at a sale that was held in the gymnasium of a Christian school. They had some neat stuff in there!
I don't think my husband nor I will ever quit buying books. That, despite the fact that we ran out of room for them LONG ago. I don't know what to say....