I unpacked books like crazy this afternoon--I just had a feeling there would be some neat stuff in those banana boxes.
I filled a display rack with books about teaching; added several books about beads and making jewelry to the art section, and displayed a couple of books about weather--how we track it, why we complain about it.
(It's been a sloppy, snowy, melty, cloudy, boot-soaking February.)
I don't often buy newer fiction, but some nice person sent in three books I've never read by writers I like or at least find worthwhile (it's hard to say that I actually liked Shusako Endo's The Silence, it isn't a book that you like in the sense of cozying up to it, it's more of a story that hits you in the teeth).
This is what came home:
A green zip-front Roxy sweatshirt for Dollygirl, from the dollar clearance rack--another volunteer pointed it out to us (photo to come)
A full-colour edition of Little House in the Big Woods, because our old one fell apart
When I Whistle, by Shusako Endo
The River Why, the first novel by David James Duncan, who wrote The Brothers K
Through a Glass Darkly, by Jostein Gaarder
Haydn, by Reba Paeff Mirsky
Janet Marsh's Nature Diary
Linked from Thrifty Tuesday at The Common Room.