In my rummaging this week I came across some lovely old picture books, crisp and untorn/scribbled/worn.
I doubt these were ever owned by a child (or maybe a obsessive compulsive clean one). For the princely sum of $6 I brought home ‘Aladdin and the magic lamp’, ‘The Lion and the Mouse’, and ‘Jack and the beanstalk’.
The illustrations are lovely and rich with a simplicity I adore. Now the question is; do I pass these on with my other vintage-y finds, or do I hang on to them for my children one day to love?