Here in Australia it’s getting on towards summer again, my favourite season! And I found this little description I wrote a year or so ago and thought it fitting to share. 😊
ALSO for anyone who read my story of the spread of Paterson’s Curse in Australia you will be either annoyed or happy to know that there is even more of it this year! It may be a pest but paddocks full of purple flowers are still beautiful 😆
Summer creeps up slowly. First the winter days seem more mellow, the wind blows less harshly, the sun blesses the land more often.
Then warmth drifts in for a day or two here and there, the trees and plants eagerly bud and bloom, hasty to catch summer. But it’s much too soon for them, the cold and the warmth proceed to play a game of catch-me-if-you-can, here now, caught again, chased back, peeking round that tree.
You can almost hear summer laughing as the merry pair run and chase each other. The paddocks start to turn bright yellow and deep green, rain falls overnight, flowers float out of the air, coming to rest in the welcoming soil, birds build nests, start families and carol unceasingly.
Then one day you turn around and the yellow paddocks have faded, the chase stops and warmth is the new crowned king. He has conquered the cold and now settles in for a long and peaceful summer.
The trees settle their roots in the warming soil, their happy leaves sheltering noisy cicadas and birds flying to and fro, busy feeding their babies. The air is rich in tiny insects. The warmth reaches clear to the bone. Every house has a sprinkler for the kids to play in.
This happy state continues until winter’s cold grows strong in its long exile and comes again to contest summer’s king.
But that, is another story.
In other news I’m currently reading Go Set a Watchman, the sort of sequel of To Kill a Mocking Bird that has sparked outrage in some parties and mixed feelings in others. Have you read it? What are your opinions of it?
I prefaced my first post in this series by saying that if you abhor those terrible acts of vandalism that one occasionally comes across in books, please don’t continue reading and the same goes doubly for this post. Please. Don’t continue if you will faint at the sight of permanent marker drawings in vintage books. Thank you.
So, to continue, I was going through my collection of Enid Blyton books this morning and I came across some gems that I just had to share.
Apparently in my numerous readings of these fabulous books I didn’t notice these Snippets, or at least I didn’t remember them, so they were a nice surprise to rediscover.
The first was deceptive in its simplicity, I think. Just a name, address and prize card.
But I like the way someone has gone to the trouble of tacking a beautiful silk ribbon on it too. And I wonder what happened to Mary Palmer, since I would have acquired this book, maybe ten years ago, if she died or was downsizing? And does she still live in Bankstown? Maybe I’ll visit her one day!
The second one has a bit of history, first of in a library, it then was owned jointly by Pauline and Francis Smith. I like the tacky little notice to wash your hands before reading, I wonder if that was Pauline and Francis’s doing or the library’s?
This second to last one is my favourite, with two amazing sketches, done by someone still in primary school I’d say. If you’re familiar with the stories of the famous five, tell me who you think they’re of!
Here’s my take on them; the dog surely must be Timmy, in a ferocious attitude, possibly protecting the five in a heroic way. And the other drawing? I know it could be either of the boys, but I think, following the Timmy theme, that it’s George. Because, I don’t know, there’s just something about it that makes me think of George. What do you think?
And the last one I found is touching evidence of my own proud ownership!
Sorry Marian, not this time. 😉
So I hope you enjoyed this second installment of Snippets of The World! If you have any found things that you think fit in with this theme and you want me to showcase them in my new series please email them to me at firstname.lastname@example.org, I’d love to see them! (I’d like to point out that I will not include swearing in this series 😊) Thanks very much!
Ok, so I know some people HATE any sort of vandalism or writing in books. Their eyes start to twitch when they see dog-eared pages, they clench their fists when someone take a biro to a book. I realise that these things really annoy some people, but I am not one of those people. If you are, you might not like this new series that I am going to start.
I think that finding some little note or drawing in a book is like finding a little piece of someone else’s life that they’ve carelessly left there. I love my books to have history!
And today I found a little note in a book in a bookshop, I didn’t buy the book, (I already own it; seven little Australians) but I had to take a picture of it to share with you!
I agree! But also a very lovable book. 😊
I’ll be on the lookout for more snippets to share, but in the meantime, do you prefer your books to be in pristine condition or do you like a bit of history?
So here’s something! I also write a blog in conjunction with the Age of Fishes Museum called What A Fish Thinks. I’m writing as a fish called Augustus who is pompous, opionated, and very outspoken, but secretly lovely under all that 😉 He can even get a little poetical sometimes, like me 😂 It’s lots of fun to write and I’m sure you’d enjoy reading it 😁 So go check it out!
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