Doing a massive clean out/organization and came across some wonderful books I thought I'd lost.
Some were classics I've had forever, like Anne of Green Gables and some were current books I'd bought and then misplaced. (Yes, I'm no organizational genius and frequently buy things, stash them away and forget they're even there!)
Finding books is always a treat. Some books were part of a series and I came across the one book I'd missed. Aha! Reading the "lost" book made the other books a richer experience.
Some books I'd been holding onto for sentimental reasons like The Cat That Walked by Himself. My father bought me this when I was a child. Always loved it, still do!
Interestingly, sometimes I found two or three copies of the same book. I'd enjoyed a book so much, I'd bought copies for friends, and neglected to send them. (my bad!)
Some were books I meant to read but seemed too daunting at the time. It's hard to get engrossed in Advanced French Grammar,for example, even though I'd planned to spend 15 minutes a day on it. And my bargain table "Beginning Spanish" which came complete with book and CD.
How about you? Do you ever discover "lost" books when you're tidying up?
Happy reading everyone, Mary Kennedy