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Day Thirty-Four

April 16, 2020 at 10:11 am by Claudia

It’s coldish today. Tonight and Saturday night it’s going to go down below freezing. For all of our hoopla about an early Spring, Mother Nature decided to show who’s boss. The month of April has been fighting Spring tooth and nail.

Somebody asked me to show the cover of Modern Nature, one of the books I received from John Sandoe Books. So here it is. Coincidentally, I just finished The Lost Pianos of Siberia, so I’m contemplating my next read – this may be it. Pictured is his garden in Dungeness, with the nuclear facility in the background.

Don took his early morning walk. I finished the book. Now we’re in our respective areas – he on the sofa in the living room, me in my chair in the den. Some of you may know that Don has been sober for – I’m trying to remember the exact number of years – around 44 years. He works his program, going to frequent meetings, sponsoring several people. He’s done this the entire time he’s been sober and he never wavers. He has helped so many people and, of course, has been helped by many. Obviously, physically going to meetings is not possible, but he’s discovered a meeting that he goes to every day at 9 am via his phone. He really likes it. So our morning routine is a bit different these days. Instead of sharing our second cup of coffee together on the sofa, I make our coffee in time for him to sip it while he’s attending the meeting. And then I come in here to write this blog and sip mine.

For someone who grew up with an alcoholic father, Don’s longtime sobriety was incredibly comforting when we first started dating. I knew he was committed to his program. Both my sister and I made the decision long ago not to drink, so it wasn’t as if Don had to deal with alcohol in the house or me ordering a drink when we were out and about. And I didn’t have to deal with it. After so many years with the fallout from my dad’s alcoholism impacting my life – well into adulthood – Don’s wisdom helped me. More importantly, he taught me to forgive. I’m so proud of Don. And I’m enormously proud of my dad, who fought his demons, and was a good and kind and loving man who helped everyone he knew. Gosh, he was a good guy.

I miss him so much.

Didn’t mean to get into all of this, but this is the way the blog often is. I get a thought and start to write about it and, suddenly, I’m off. I feel such profound love for my husband and my parents. My mom spent the last years of her life in a nursing home. I can’t imagine how worried we would be if she was still there during this pandemic. Or how worried we would be about my dad. And I know there are so many people out there with parents and loved ones who are extremely vulnerable. It’s so heartbreaking.

A reminder that during the Spanish Flu pandemic, people got tired of self-isolating and when the First World War ended, went out in huge groups to celebrate. Unfortunately, the virus was still there and many died because of their impatience to get back to normal. My grandmother lost two sisters within a week of each other; she had gone home to nurse them. Adored sisters/aunts that I never got to know. So, stay safe. Stay home no matter how frustrated you feel. Don’t listen to that man. Listen to scientists. Listen to Governor Cuomo – that’s who I’m listening to. Don and I have already discussed this; we’re sure that, even when we get the all-clear, we’ll probably stay in place for a good deal longer.

Happy Thursday.

 

 

Filed Under: books, Dad, Don, social distancing 48 Comments

Day Thirty-Three

April 15, 2020 at 10:00 am by Claudia

The new reality. No green things growing in pots on the porch, not even the Boston Fern, because it’s too early to bring it outside. Groceries delivered and placed on the former kitchen island. By the way, we made a decision to call it The Potting Bench now, even though I don’t actually pot there. I do store lots of pots and gardening stuff inside those drawers and cupboards.

Right after I took this picture, we disinfected everything – wearing gloves, of course. Then we transferred the items to other bags and moved them into the house. Then I folded up all the brown bags and placed them in our recycling bin.

I know I’m exaggerating (but only slightly) – it’s all exhausting. Who knew that an actual trip to the grocery store without gloves and masks, which I used to find tedious, would turn out to be the equivalent of a trip to Disneyland? Or maybe not Disneyland, as I hate crowds and the incessant playing of “It’s a Small World.” Maybe the beach? Anyway, you get the picture.

But score one for getting more paper towels! And this time, the ones I actually like.

My only complaint about the grocery delivery service that we use is the fact that you can’t include a tip during check-out. We don’t have any cash sitting around – well, we did, but we’ve used that for previous deliveries. So we scrabble around for change and magical dollar bills that might turn up in our cabinets. Yesterday, I remembered a five dollar bill that had been sitting in one of my china pieces in the den. I don’t know why it was there, but thank goodness I remembered it.

Moving on.

A bit of background on the Penguins we’re collecting, which are not the same as Penguin Classics, or any other Penguins that have been published or are currently being published. Those I have in abundance.

No, these Penguins came from Allen Lane’s frustration with the “poor quality of reading material on offer at the Exeter train station.” It inspired him to create “cheap, well designed quality books for the mass market.” These books were sold not only at train stations but at Woolworth’s and high street stores for a total of sixpence. “Penguin’s success demonstrated that large audiences existed for serious books.” Since paperbacks at that time were largely pulp novels, this was groundbreaking. The first round of books were published in 1935 under the imprint of Bodley Head, the company Lane and his two brothers owned. The next year, the books began to be published as Penguin Books.

This truly revolutionized the publishing industry. The design of the books was also groundbreaking. Eschewing the lurid cover designs of other paperbacks, the publishers went with the tri band. “Penguin opted for the simple appearance of three horizontal bands, the upper and lower of which were colour-coded according to which series the title belonged to; this is sometimes referred to as the horizontal grid. In the central white panel, the author and title were printed in Gill Sands and in the upper band was a cartouche with the legend “Penguin Books.” The original design was created by 21 year old Edward Young.

Orange/White – general fiction, green/white – crime fiction, cerise/white – travel and adventure, dark blue/white – biographies, yellow/white – miscellaneous, red/white – drama, purple/white – essays and belles lettres, gray/white – world affairs.

American publishers drew on Penguin’s model and started publishing Pocket Books in 1938.

Quotes are from Wikipedia. Another great source is this article from the Smithsonian Magazine.

Anyway, there you have it. We’re collecting a very specific imprint – which consists of tri bands and other variations on that design – that lasted about thirty years. I encourage you to read about it; there’s a fascinating section on publishing during wartime.

Hey, it’s sunny today. Huzzah!

Happy Wednesday.

Filed Under: books, collecting, social distancing, Vintage Penguin Books 39 Comments

Day Thirty-Two

April 14, 2020 at 9:57 am by Claudia

Well, the winds came yesterday but, thankfully, they were much weaker than predicted. It rained a great deal and the rivers are high, but goodness, we are so grateful we were spared. I know that up in the higher elevations, the winds were much stronger. At the end of the day, the sun broke through and it was truly beautiful – apparently there was a rainbow, but we missed it as we were inside.

Glad that’s over!

A strange new world we’re living in and there’s not a day that goes by that doesn’t consist of some long conversation about it. The unreality of it. The trying to come to grips with it. Getting tired of disinfecting. Did we wash our hands long enough? Did we remember to use the hand sanitizer? The ripples created by this pandemic that impact everyone and everything.

We’re no different than anybody else.

This came in the mail on Saturday. It’s from an Etsy seller who lives in Ithaca, NY.

We’re starting a new collection here at the cottage. And this time, it’s one that both Don and I are excited about. We’re collecting vintage Penguin paperbacks – these are called tri bands. The tri bands came in different colors depending on the subject matter. I have three now: Twenty-Five  by Beverley Nichols (an autobiography,) Pygmalion, and soon – Wuthering Heights, Gilbert and Sullivan, and Eminent Victorians by Lytton Strachey. We’re not so concerned with getting every one of them as some collectors are, but we do want to collect P. G. Wodehouse (Don’s favorite,) Agatha Christie, and other subjects and authors we love. I follow several people on IG who deal in these books, either in their bookshops or from their personal collections. Most of them are in England, of course. We’ll collect slowly. It’s fortunate that they are very reasonably priced, except for the rarest, of course. Don is very excited and knows exactly where he wants to place the collection somewhere off in the future.

I love to collect, but collecting with my husband is even better. And the fact is, my McCoy collection is big and I don’t need any more pieces. My Roseville collection is big and I don’t need any more pieces. My egg cup collection will be added to only if I really love a piece or if it’s something I find in my travels (and they’re tiny, so collecting more of them doesn’t involve any real space problem.)

Books, however? We can’t stop buying them. And we love the history of Penguins. If you’re interested in learning more, google the history of Penguin Books. It’s fascinating.

Okay. Maybe I’ll actually get outside today!

Happy Tuesday.

Filed Under: books, collecting, social distancing, Vintage Penguin Books 26 Comments

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