My quick journey


I generally hate to shop, unless it’s a bookstore.

But as I was overdue in replacing my leaky shoes, I thought I’d visit my local second hand store that funds our area food shelf.

With sun finally arriving after a week of storms, I thought it’d be good to get out of the house and also get out of my funk.

It’s been a pretty tough week without much sleep.

And I’ve been wishing I’d traveled to an Open House in upstate New York at the home of author Jon Katz of Bedlam Farm fame and his wife, fiber artist Maria Wulf. (http://www.bedlamfarm.com)

But it just wasn’t a trip I could manage right now, so instead I traveled a few miles down the road for my attempt at retail therapy.

I love supporting this special thrift shop and others do as well.

In fact, someone was kind enough to donate a new pair of $425.00 Italian shoes that I picked up for $7.50.

Almost as thrilling as entering a great bookstore!

But it got even better.

Walking back outside a book sale had just begun.

I quickly picked up a few children’s titles for my little grandkids.

Then I noticed the adult titles and CDs over towards the back.

The first CD case was for my beloved Van Morrision, but the CD was missing.

I was disappointed, but kept digging.

Next, I discovered a copy of a newer book title that I love, “The House at the End of Hope Street.” Jon Katz recommended it last December when I’d called Battenkill Books in Cambridge, NY with an order.
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Jon and his wife happened to be in the store at the time, signing copies of his own books.

But beneath that great read was an even better find.

I’ll even call it a gift.

A lone copy of Jon’s book, “Soul of a Dog.”

It’s the only one of his books that I haven’t read.

So maybe in a way I did travel to upstate NY today.

Which reminds me, I’ve been meaning to call Battenkill Books to pre-order Jon’s new book that’s coming out this fall titled, “Saving Simon”.

The book’s expected to be published at the same time as the next Open House at Jon’s farm in October.

Maybe I can even pick it up in person.

A girl’s just got to dream.