What will a winter Saturday in January bring to a village bookseller in Northern Michigan? Who might walk in the door, and what books might she sell? There is no way to forecast bookshop weather, but at 12:30 p.m. on January 17 I can already say I've had a wonderful day!
It was a balmy 28 degrees this morning at dog-walk time, and that was a good start. The first person through my shop door was a good friend from a third-generation township farm, and we always have a lot to talk about. More people, more good conversation, good books sold--including a copy of Liberty Hyde Bailey's Hortus. LHB is one of my Michigan heroes, so that made me happy, and the horticultural theme of the day when the new owners--or, as they put it, the parents of the "real" new owner--of Peninsula Perennials came shopping for books, and I reminded John that I'd been on Swede Road in the fall and talked to him about mountain ash.
It's because of these coincidences that today's post begins with a new book I'm carrying, Buffalo Bird Woman's Garden, a reprint of the original 1917 edition, "a classic account of Hidatsa American Indian gardening techniques," and I'll have another interesting book on flora by next Saturday.
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