I would have paid good money to be down there alone, or to be down there with those gals and no children. As it was, I let each kid pick out five (5!) books of their own (because I am the coolest mother/aunt ever), I collected several kid books and, I think, only one grown-up book.
Then on Wednesday of this week, I went to my local library to pick up some books they were holding for me. I was delighted, thrilled even, to find another book sale going on.
I think it's an addiction, this habit I have of collecting books. But it's better than crack, right?
As I finally got around to putting all of the books in their new homes, I noticed that two of them- from separate library sales- were from the same 1960's reader series: Open Highways, a diagnostic and developmental reading program.
Their cover art (and loads of art inside) was so fantistically fantastic, I thought about framing the entire book and hanging it on my wall. And then I remembered I own a dusty old scanner. So.
And this second one is my favorite: 1) for its inherent awesomeness and 2) because nobody really says "splendid" anymore, and 3) because it was formerly owned by one Chuckie McCauley. And I like that.
I think I will do some light color correcting, and print them out and frame them.
Not a bad ROI, considering they were a nickel a piece.