Perfecting the Art of Insanity, One Day at a Time
Warning: long-ish post ahead, though I tried not to make it a monthlong epistle. When we bought our house, it was in rough condition, inside and out. It had plumbing issues and bare concrete. The seller did put in cheap carpet and fixed the most egregious plumbing issues. The yard was a jungle of knee-high…
That book spine at the top of this page? It’s one of two first-edition books we picked up recently at an estate sale. Willy Reilly and his Dear Coleen Bawn was published in 1855. I scoured the Internet for more information on it when we got home, which is when I confirmed it’s a first-edition. I…