I found early copies of used books by favorite authors, Charles A. Waugaman and Luci Shaw, online and ordered some copies.
I ordered from sellers who work with Barnes and Noble and Amazon.com–am just beginning to learn about this online and decided to work with sources I know. I also buy old books from Mead Public Library in Sheboygan and have some of their discards.
Packages are arriving from different places in the country, promptly, and the books are wrapped with such love and care. All the books I need for some time! I plan some thank you notes and gift copies of the Welcoming Hope book I mention in the Pages (a non-profit book with Time of Singing). This may be a project I save for a rainy day or our next long winter. It is fascinating to think of the life books have when they go out into the world.
Charles went to Heaven last year. I love reading poems of his that are new for me, as well as enjoying his unique illustrations. He found his voice young, and then grew as a poet. As I put together some dates, I see that he had depth beyond his years.
I wrote about my special admiration for Luci Shaw on May 28, 2011. She posts current work on her website: www.lucishaw.com.
Perhaps old books that become new again are like flowers that grow between bricks. Karl took this photo in our garden yesterday: forget-me-nots and flowering ground cover that spread from a planter I bought several years ago. This kind of image inspires me greatly.