'New', old books...

One of my passions is collecting old books, especially ones for their covers.

I know, I know, "never judge a book by it's cover", but as far as

beauty goes...I have judged many books as objects of art just on their covers.

(just a few of my collection...)

The other day I was Up Island with my friend Irma and we

did some thrift store hunting. Here's some of my latest finds...

This one is definitely my favorite.

Love the name, love the picture, love the authors name and I especially

love the dedication...

When I open an old book, quite often there's an inscription as to who the book

was given to, when and by whom...

That was for this book...

So I was quite thrilled to see when I opened the inside cover of this book...

It was signed by the author!

Or as she put it "the writer".

I always like to see the date as well and wonder...if the pages could talk.

A few others that I've recently acquired...

 How beautiful is this cover? So Lonesome!

This one was most definitely calling my name...

Although I don't think I need a 'how to' on junk shops! 

These 4 I found together for .99 cents each.

They are Dutch, which I don't read or speak but I loved the graphics on them...

And this one is quite funny.

It has all kinds of advice for children on health and manners.

Sound advice.

Someday I hope to have these books on display so I can see the covers.

Maybe something like a plate rack but for books.

I know I'm not alone in my passion since just yesterday Valerie

over at acornmoon posted about some of her latest 'new' old books.

How about you...have you any treasured old books?

Happy thrifting!

 

 

 

 



Song for Friday...a movie and a song

The other night we watched the most incredible documentary

about a man who was a singer songwriter of Mexican descent in the early '70s in Detroit.

In North America he was nobody.

But in South Africa he was bigger than Elvis.

Everybody had his records.

You had The Beatles, Simon and Garfunkel and...

Rodriguez.

But he didn't know anything about his fame.
Rodriguez was like a mix of Dylan and Donavon.

Singer songwriter extraordinaire.

His lyrics, even today are poignant, political, full of heartache and beauty.

He was reported to have committed suicide.

...and then the search began.

...and they found him!

40 years later.

His story is amazing.

If you get a chance to see "Searching for Sugarman" you won't be disappointed.

Here's the trailer followed by one of his songs.

Have a great weekend all!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8hEojBYmR-o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RNTFgcNBwbI

Wordless Wednesday...

U of T...

Good Monday morning!

Since for some, this would be a school day, I thought I

would share with you some of the photos I took at

The University of Toronto.

It was a snowy morning when we decided to go for a walk,

past the museum...which we didn't have time to visit this time...

The parks were covered in a pretty coating of white...

The U of T was founded as Kings College in 1827 and some

of it's finest buildings date back to this period...

Craftsmanship took top priority in these days and the evidence is quite evident don't you think?

I love all the points on the various towers in this, including the most modern

CN Tower far in the background.

Inside it was very quiet and empty since it was the holidays.

This library is on my wish list when I build my

"money is no object" house...

The leaded glass windows gave beautiful views through to the outer beauty of the buildings...

A peak through old, warbled glass into one of the faculty lounges...

Even some of the out buildings, though small and rustic, were quite pretty...

My daughter said that if she had known how historic and beautiful this campus was

she would have gone here instead of UBC.

I said if you could combine the view of UBC and the architecture of U of T

it would be ideal. I really do believe the look and feel of a place contributes to how

much you want to be there. The atmosphere of history and beauty must

at some point give way to deep thinking and appreciation of the space around you.

I've been here in the early spring and winter and now I would like to

see it in all of it's autumn colour.

For now, one more photo in the snowy trees with Aja...U of T...a beautiful place in the city.

 

 



Song for Friday...creepin' in

I feel as if January has crept in on me and this song came

to mind while I was thinking about it.

The holidays are over but lifes celebrations will continue

every precious day of the year.

May this year bring peace, love, light and happiness.

Have a great weekend all!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I8hj7e_Mf1A

Mother of the Bride...

Yes that would be me!

How exciting when my daughter asked me to go wedding dress shopping with her!

Something I've never really done, except for my own dress which was of a more casual affair.

So we made our way down to Queen St West, where all the cool shops are.

This is Cabaret.

Fantastic vintage clothing from the 1900's through to the 70's and custom designed and fitted new wedding dresses.

It was like walking onto an Audrey Hepburn movie set.

Not only were the clothes exquisite but the accessories were to die for as well.

Hats and shoes and bags of beautiful taste and design...

(if only I could fit into this little number!!)

There were things for the gents as well...

Lederhosen anyone??

Love the squirrel tie.

The shop keeper was the most friendly and helpful guy and

made us feel welcome. No snobbishness here.

High end products without the stuffiness or pretentiousness of what I expected from a bridal shop.

So into the little boudoir dressing room went Aja...

...and then...

Out she came!

...a few little adjustments...then look how pretty!!

Look at those sweet little polka dot shoes, handmade in Italy!

Dress #2...

 This was really cute but I liked the first one with the organza skirt.

Aja liked the first one as well.

But to me it really didn't matter since I was clouded over with emotion to see

how excited and happy she is.

The wedding isn't until the fall so she still has time to look around some more.

But like I said, when all is said and done, she'll be the

prettiest bride I've ever seen because she's

my baby girl...my one and only...

love you sweetie!

 

 

 



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