Library Sale

I looked at my calendar this morning and realized with horror that this was the last day of a library sale in a nearby city. Remembering Carol's excellent post about how she found some treasures at an already-picked-over sale, I took courage and drove over. My tastes are a little out of the ordinary so I thought there just MIGHT be something left. The first book I saw was Lenten Lands, something I've wanted to buy for my husband for years (written by Douglas Gresham about life with C.S. Lewis as his stepfather). Then I found a book on the origin of certain expressions called Who Put the Butter in Butterfly? (Haven't YOU always wondered where the word "gobbledygook" came from?)

I was happy enough with those two finds when the librarian informed me I could stuff a bag full of books for one dollar! With mostly out-of-date health and travel books cluttering up the remaining tables, I didn't have much hope of finding anything else I really wanted. But one more walk around the room produced a Brother Cadfael mystery, a book on poetry appreciation by Louis Untermeyer, and the most beautiful edition of The Flame Trees of Thika I've ever seen. I've already read the book, but I had to buy it because I couldn't bear to think it would go to a paper mill! (It has photos from the author's childhood and lush illustrations by a Kenyan artist.)

Thank you, Carol, for inspiring me with the motto, "It's never too late to go to a book sale!"