I would have stormed the nurseries of the county for
mandevillas to no purpose, yesterday. They would have sailed away overnight.
Such a storm. No lightening, but hard, hard rain and wind. I can hear it
raining still, pounding on everything under it.
Others slept last night, I’m sure. I wonder if I did. I
dreamed. I never dream, or I never remember. I don’t know which.
I was moving far away, and packing a bag. I carried it to
the car. I came back in the house and found the bag at the front door again,
accompanied by a great Samoyed, smiling and beating his tail on the floor.
It’s been forty years since I owned a dog, a standard
Collie, easily as big as a Samoyed, with as much hair Every night I brushed out
a grocery bag of hair. He was a smiling dog, too.
It did quit raining, almost, for a few minutes, and I went
out to see the garden. Laura’s “dry creek” is very wet. Everything looked shiny
wet. The rain gauge noted perhaps a quarter inch. I think it’s sadly mistaken.
I just finished reading Gilead.
A quiet book that held my attention closely. I thought I would slide quietly
out of it, but then a left field poser in the last forty or fifty pages. It is
resolved as another sad family situation.
Not resolved, but placed in hope of future decent denouement.
The main character of the book often mentions a book his
young wife is reading, and other characters have read. Gilead is set in the fifties, and the book, The Trail of the Lonesome Pines, sounds like one to be found in
your mother’s trove of childhood books.
For fun, I tried out the title on Amazon, and found it in
print. It’s found its way to my hand, and is a mystery waiting. There is no
publishing information on the title page. The print is tiny, tiny. Eleven
point, or more. Some of the pages have slightly tipsy margins, as if the
original, 1908 book were sent through a copier to prepare the master.
On the back of the last page, a tiny clue. A small notation
at the foot of the page:
Made in the USA
San Bernardino, CA
11 April 2018
11 April, 2018 sounds about the date I ordered the book. I’ll
start it this afternoon, to accompany the rain.
we had a hard rain with lightning and low rumbles of thunder Friday night along with a trembling and panting dog that kept me awake. interesting...books made on order.
ReplyDeleteRainy days are the perfect time to start new books. But yikes! I'd have to read that one with a magnifying glass.
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DeleteThe book notation makes me smile. Enjoy the read.
ReplyDeleteThere seems to be a market.I see several singular/small lot printers. I have read some of my childhood favorites on line. I remember turning up a Xerox copy of one on the internet, maybe twenty years ago. I suppose nostalgia has put a lot of them out there, to be reprinted.
ReplyDeleteI went to college in San Bernardino; I'd have to have a magnifying glass to read those pages; we are between two fronts, lots of rain and lots of wind; we are hoping no trees crack and fall down. Tonight is supposed to get down to 35 so must cover my veges again; hope this is the last cold night.
ReplyDeleteI sometimes do the same, read the books the characters read in novels. I find old copies on Amazon and have had them delivered from second hand bookstores in the US and UK. Love it!
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ReplyDeleteYou are so lucky to have a gardener in the family. I love the "dry" riverbed look. We have had a dreadful wet winter and spring here in the UK though some good weather has been promised for next week.
ReplyDeleteIt is a strange April... 38 F (feels 28) this morning. Will probably be in the 80's tomorrow...?? I'm anxious to start my hanging and container plants, but not sure with this weather. I love Mandevillas! And I'm glad to hear that others have 'strange' dreams.
ReplyDeleteAt least the rain will have washed Laura's rocks clean! I don't like buying summer plants too soon because of the need to take them in at night. They're not in the stores yet even if I did want to get some. Way too early here :)
ReplyDeleteOdd dreams leave one feeling strange for awhile the next day, don't they?
Terrible weather here as well. That book sounds interesting.
ReplyDeleteHappy reading. And please, feel free to send us your rain. Wind we have. Rain is absent. And has been for way toooooo long.
ReplyDeleteWe are still getting heavy rain here in the UK although better weather is promised mid week. Can;t come soon enough
ReplyDeleteThe weather is due to change here by wed..70 degrees!
ReplyDeleteThe film poster for The Trail of the Lonsome Pinee with Mary Miles Minter definitely appeals, though I hope the book's heroine has a bit more gumption .
ReplyDeleteYou'll have to give us all your opinion ...
One of my favorite things to do on a rainy day is curl up with an afghan, a good book, and a cup of tomato soup. I can read and watch the rain while staying nice and warm.
ReplyDeleteA rainy afternoon reading sounds good to me but I do hate small print.
ReplyDeleteMerle...........
I'm reading the book after Gilead--Lila. Very hard to get many pages read at a sitting. Sad story. I don't do well with sad stories.
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ReplyDeleteApril showers...PAH! Samo-samo here. Sigh. Seems your old book got re-copyrighted and became P.O.D. (print on demand); the title rings bells - I'll go in search... YAM xx
It was a Henry Fonda/Fred MacMurray film in the 30's.
Delete...oh yes!... found it on the Cloud supermart. Yxx
DeleteIt was my grandmother who had The Trail of the Lonesome Pine and I read it at her house...The author was born in Kentucky during the civil war and died during WWI. I read several of his books when I was young and found the world he created rather odd and a tiny bit unbelievable.
ReplyDeleteI have sometimes bought books mentioned in other books, sometimes been pleasantly surprised, sometimes sorry I wasted my money.
ReplyDeleteFickle is an apt description. Unkind would be another, at least here this weekend.
ReplyDeleteDear Joanne, I wish we'd have some of your rain. We are in drought here in Missouri. I, too, read "Gilead." Robinson is such a fine writer and she always leaves me examining relationships and the arc of my own life.
ReplyDeleteAs to that book mentioned. I believe I read it when I was young. Or maybe it was "The Girl of the Limberlost." I need to look that up! Peace.
Good thing that the rain did not enter your house.
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