Judging a book by its cover. . .

This past weekend, I was very, very excited to find a boxed set of Anne, 1-3.  Of course, this may be considered odd by some since I have more than a few copies of Anne.  And it’s not like these are first editions.  But, could you resist a boxed set that looks like this? ThereContinue reading “Judging a book by its cover. . .”

Piecing it together

Last spring, our exhibit was on domestic arts.  Specifically, quilts, gardening, and woodworking.  We were part of a larger collaboration, and museums throughout the city were doing various exhibits on quilts.  Now I like quilts as much as the next person, but when you have two years of meetings, they can get a little, shallContinue reading “Piecing it together”

Opening Shots, Part 2

For a very different look at the first days of WWI, look no further than Betsy Ray.  In Betsy and the Great World, she is almost, but not quite, in the middle of all the action, traveling through Europe in 1914.  When books are set in certain years (1861, 1914, 1939), you just something historicContinue reading “Opening Shots, Part 2”

Opening Shots. . .

For years now, I’ve had a strong interest in World War I.  Not the battles so much, but the social changes surrounding the Great War.  And I can place the blame firmly on Rilla of Ingleside by L. M. Montgomery, since I certainly didn’t learn much about WWI in school. I must have read RillaContinue reading “Opening Shots. . .”

Rubbish?

In preparation for our upcoming exhibit at the museum, I’ve been reading a lot about trash.  Yes, you read that correctly.  The exhibit is called “Green Fields, Black Smoke,” and it’s all about the ways in which people in the 19th century thought about the environment.  We often hear from visitors “People were so muchContinue reading “Rubbish?”

The Manifesto, so to speak

When I was a kid, I spent most of my time in the nineteenth century.  It all started with the Little House books.  My grandmother read them to me, and they became my very first chapter books that I could read all by myself.  From there, it was just a hop, skip and jump to LittleContinue reading “The Manifesto, so to speak”