I started this purple dishcloth while we were gone to Colorado for a quick, few days. Purple is one of my favorite colors. It’s so rich.
This dishcloth is finished except for tucking in the tails. I need to grab my crochet needle and whip them in.
This book has been laying on my coffee table. I’m excited about it. Yes, it’s a kid’s book. I’d like to read it aloud with my kiddos. We still have a couple of read-alouds we started that we need to finish. We haven’t seemed to pick them up much this summer.
I loved Eleanor Estes books, The Moffats series when I was a kid.
Uncle Benny Pye and Jane and the Oldest Inhabitant and Jane’s imagination AND Jane knits dishcloths! Woo-hoo! If she drops a stitch, the Oldest Inhabitant will holler, “Catch it! Catch it!” so it doesn’t get away, while Jane safely captures it back into place.
Now, as an adult, I think about how hard Jane’s mama works at her sewing to make ends meet for her family. Jane has her troubles, but she has a happy, carefree childhood full of fun adventures.
I snapped this pic of my well loved books. Our books are often a jumble, and I’m not sure where The Moffats is right now.
I was excited to find The Alley. I’d never seen it before. When I visited a new-to-me bookstore a couple of weeks ago, there it was in their children’s room in the basement. The bookstore had some super fun children’s books. I could’ve carried out the biggest stack.
Thinking about The Moffats brought back my own childhood memories. My mother was good at buying books for me to read. I loved to read and have many much loved books. We would get them for gifts for birthday and Christmas and I remember before one big road trip we took, picking out books to have to take along. They sat there and waited for the trip and I could not wait to start them!! There was a favorite Christian bookstore we liked to visit fairly often in my hometown.
We also would go to the library and carry home big stacks of books. I can still smell the library smell and hear the ka-chink, ka-chunk as the librarian punched all the cards for the books we were checking out, into the slot in her machine. It was so fun to carry that armload of books to the car and head home. I was always fearful of losing a library book, though, and not having it when it was time to return it!!!