I don't think I mentioned this anywhere, but the Pig-Painting Ladies came quite a while back and removed the pig from the garage, since she was all finished. As far as I'm aware, she is on display at the Pike Place Market right now. Somewhere around here I have several photos which Captain Midnight took before the Emerald Piggie went on her merry journey; maybe I'll put them up later when I'm not being excessively lazy.
Anyway, my downstairs neighbor came over today with a very thoughtful gift for me from her fellow pig painters: a really lovely blank book, as a way of saying thanks for letting them use my garage. I LOVE blank books and journals, so I'm delighted! (Thus the dance.)
Been doing some thrifting of late. My sister Julie is planning on being involved in several movie shoots with her fellow classmates this spring and summer, and she's responsible for finding some of the props that will be used. She farmed out the list to some of her siblings, which inspired me to wander off to the local St. Vinnie's and Deseret Industries for thrifting purposes. Sadly, no Enchanted Dumpsters were to be found (more's the pity), but I did find treasure in the form of some magnificent book finds -- KIDLIT GALORE!
I found like new copies of Gail Carson Levine's Ella Enchanted (which I'd never before read), Robin McKinley's Beauty, and Jacob Have I Loved by Katherine Paterson, a hardcover copy of Karen Cushman's The Midwife's Apprentice, a sturdy paperback copy of Tom's Midnight Garden by Philippa Pearce (which can be hard to find).
Then I caught sight of something, gasped, stood stock-still for an instant to scan the words on the spine again, then grabbed at the treasure before it could fade to smoke and vapors before my eyes. But no, it was real -- a former library copy, hardbound and in near-pristine condition, of The Marrow of the World by Ruth Nichols, with illustrations by Trina Schart Hyman. I loved this book as a preteen, and had been looking for a copy of it for years since it was out of print. And there it was, waiting for me, for all of two dollars.