Thursday, October 18, 2012


Finding L.M. Montgomery books in piles on the floor of used-book stores feels just like finding buried treasure.
This was in perfect condition when I found it, but three people are reading it now. At the same time.

Sneak peeks:

Finding my sister and Charlie hanging out:

Also, crazy crazy weather, and early sunsets.

1 comment:

  1. emily was my favorite - i used to imagine that one day, i'd have a bedroom in an eave of a big house with a small fireplace, and my window open to let the (dreaded) night air in as i wrote in unlined notebooks.