Bright and early this morning, in the very windy wind and the very rainy rain, my mum and I headed off to a nearby town for a spot of treasure hunting. It’s our start of the week treat, and we always manage to come away with at least one or two lovely things. This week was no exception, though for a while it looked like it might have been.
We went from shop to shop – umbrella down, umbrella back up again – not really finding anything interesting. Maybe we just weren’t looking hard enough. But we felt a little sorry for ourselves anyway, so went and got some cups of steaming hot tea (ok, and cake), and sat and nattered, watching people bustling along in the rain, wondering what shops were left to go to. One of the shops left was Oxfam – one of their charity shops which is books only – and I’m very glad we remembered it. There is nothing like a bookshop when it’s cold and wet outside.
And inside, I came across this enchanting little book about love, by Joan Walsh Anglund.Unsurprisingly, I love it! I love its truthful words. I love its beautiful illustrations. I love that it is small and simple.
Oh, and I love bookshops on rainy days!
I hope you have a lovely, lovely week!