You never know what you'll find on the bookshelves of very old houses.
This house celebrated its 100th Birthday last summer.
But I've only been coming for 40 of those years.
A relative newcomer.
Until this week, I'd never noticed this book. Published soon after the house was built.
Inside, the name of the little girl who read it. Margaret Chase Scattergood.
Or maybe her mom, Mariah Chase.
(Or is it Maria. I never can remember. I'm only an inlaw... but it's pronounced like Mariah.)
The pages could almost be taken from a book published today. I loved this one.
The two Manatee drawings were especially funny to the Florida girls reading the book.
Here's a better view of that Peacockle!
Here's our paper collage version of peacocks, decorating the modern-day kitchen (circa 1960s maybe), propped up on the honeycomb. (Quite a conversation piece. And delish honey.)
Yes, you just never know what treasures you'll find in old houses.
Or how many books you can read when there are no TVs to distract you.
Here's hoping your summer vacation reading is progressing perfectly!