The story of next winter begins with this picture. How does one pass a long winter in the Pacific Northwest where the heaviness of sodden, somber days weigh down the spirits?
The answer might be: Remembering a quaint thrift store that has an ambiance somewhat like this art piece from PhotoPin. It’s one of several in the Colville area, where the narrow aisles are crammed with clothing racks, and the back of the store fills the multi-tiered shelves with books of all varieties.
But, there’s a book collection that’s not in those main areas. It’s tucked off by itself in a seldom visited spot. The books on those shelves are meant just for a reader like me.
The person who donated the books, many with publishing dates years ago, on these selves, has to be someone with great curiosity and a discerning taste for quality prose.
Queen Noor, the memoir of the young American woman who loved, married and mourned the loss of the King of Jordan. A remarkable story that explains the Middle East, her trials and challenges as mother and step-mother, the upgrades and changes she makes possible in Jordan
Cleopatra, historical fiction that won the author a Pulitzer prize, and one that has been passed on to my friend who married an Egyptian when she was traveling with the Ship of Hope in Alexandria at the Building of Property. Now Cleopatra is a woman not only capable of presiding as a court judge, creating plans for her nation, planning military campaigns, but imaging romantic ways to snare Roman leaders, Caesar, then Anthony. A realist, she knows she will soon to be killed but plans to do so her own way, leaving life with grit and glory.
Into Africa, non fiction that reads like a novel. Unbelievable escapades through the middle of Africa from l840-1880 with key explorers of that time, especially Dr. David Livingstone and the New York Herald journalist Stanley.
It’ll soon be time to push a chair next to the fire to read more stories that have been hidden away on a shelf in this local thrift store. Reading how others have met great challenges makes passing through a heavy-feeling winter more pleasure than pain.
Where is your treasure?