Not too long ago my husband was talking about a typewriter (which hopefully still resides at my Mil's house) that types in script. This automatically induced a huge fit of nostalgia and I decided I wanted a regular manual typewriter, pica preferably but would gladly scoop up an elite font (bringing back any memories yet?). As I browsed the Internet and drooled over 1930's and above typewriters my son glanced over my shoulder and asked "What the heck do you do with that?". Off I went to look local. I hit the Goodwill stores and other thrift stores. Nada. I thought someone has to have one that still works for a not insane price somewhere. So I hit free cycle, craigslist and the multitudes of local swap, barter and trade boards on the Internet....zilch. A couple of calls to over priced antique stores didn't turn up anything either but I was offered a couple of electric models. All the while I am kicking myself for not hanging on to the typewriters that have been in my family. The hunt is still on!
While looking at books I don't need I picked up a few. Here are a couple:
The Moosewood Cookbook by Mollie Katzen. I don't know how I didn't already have this one and Sarah Ban Breathnach's Mrs. Sharp's Traditions, Reviving Victorian Family Celebrations of Comfort & Joy. Both look promising.
We have a new resident that lives out back, he comes and goes as he likes, I really do hope it is a he. He also does not like to have his picture taken and hangs out in the darkest areas of the yard when I am around, so I just aimed, clicked and I finally caught him, he blends, can you make him out?
Maybe this one is easier:
Now you can see why I hope it is a he.
Oh yeah, please send rain!