I looked down in my basket. Four small Wedgewood Avon cottage dessert bowls, in the deepest shade of blue. A white casserole with a thin blue border and ceramic cracked slightly enough to tell the wonderful story of dinners at an old pine table. An aluminium springform tin, with an opening mechanism I had never seen before; remind me to show you someday. The Phoenix glass sauce boat that I’ve been dreaming about.
Surely that’s enough finds for a day?, I thought. I was wrong.
[heading_right]Surely that’s enough finds for a day?,
I thought. I was wrong. [/heading_right]I ventured to the book section, the one by the far right corner of our local second-hand shop. There are mismatched chairs and thousands of vinyls under the table that stands at the centre of a labyrinth made of bookshelves that have certainly seen steadier days.
And right there, I found these three books. Pages of illustrations and notes about the Swedish wildlife. Pages thatI fell in love with and will soon thumb through. Pages I thought you might like too!
Andersson S., & Svensson R. (1980). Det vilda Sverige. Bra Böcker.
Brusewitz, G. (1996). Dagbok från en sjö. Stockholm: Wahlström & Widstrand.
Pettersson, G. (1984). Europas Rovfåglar. Höganäs: Bra Böcker.