Madam, Will you talk?

 I arrived home to an empty farmhouse after work today and I decided to take advantage of the few moments to myself before the busyness of the weekend was fully underway. I love the way the afternoon light shines into my little makeshift office, especially now that it's dappled by the leaves starting to unfurl on the maples outside; so I played around with my somewhat new camera and took some photos of a little collection I started last year. You see when I was around 16, I fell under

 and  I have a hankering for vintage editions of her books. Mary is an English author, who still resides in Edinburgh at the age of 93. She always writes of exotic locations around Europe full of mystery and intrigue and a dash of romance with a strong, independent leading lady. She also wrote a wonderful series about the legend of Merlin and King Author, which was great fodder for book reviews when I was in high school. Now that I have the bug for thrifting, I'm always keeping my eyes out for copies at thrift stores but they've proven to be a rather poor source. So far my finds have been at book sales. 

 

Mine is a small collection, but that's just fine with me, I think the hunt is the fun part. That and, of course, reading them. I love the fine musty smell of a forty year old book; it takes me right back to my childhood. I swear they smelled just the same when they were new.

I found Madam, Will you talk? at a big book sale I stumbled across while traversing the back roads toward home last week. It was the only book there of which I didn't already own a copy.

Soon after I finished playing around with the camera, the twins arrived home, recounting that a certain wild and crazy putty tat had terrorized the farmhouse this very morning.  It seems the catnip has also been growing a little wild and crazy and someone had a little treat of it this morning.

Touch not the Cat(nip), indeed.

Do you have a favourite author you like to collect?

 ~Be well friends~