Back to vintage. I found this little beauty on the 3rd day of a rummage sale. The day they are practically giving stuff away and still there are no takers. I couldn’t believe it was still there and I stuffed it into my brown paper dollar a bag and happily made my way out of the dust and slim pickins. The book is called My Very Own Seasons and it was published in 1967.
And my favorite illustration. The faces on the snow flakes blobs are fetching.
edit: Blurry eyed and sleep deprived = not so witty post with depressing photos. Come back tomorrow for more of the same, if nothing else you can come for the sport of watching my readership TANK!
blurry or not, that book is amazing. i think i would’ve pee’d my pants right there amongst the dust and slim pickins if i’da found it.
The pictures in that book are driving me crazy…I must have that book. You have an eagle eye at rummage sales!
Who is the author? I just ordered a used copy on Amazon, but then realized it may not be the same book duh (no picture provided).
What a great find…you do have an eye for those jewels.
You have an amazing eye! The book is fantastic.
with snowblobs like that there’s no way you’re losing your readers.
love it! xo