Hello again, civilization. A few days ago, we packed up the car with bathing suits, a ton of food, Queen’s Greatest Hits and hit the road. We went to a place that had cute old-school cabins — so it was kinda like camping, only with comfy beds and indoor plumbing. Perfecto!
Of course, we also took a few books along for the ride. We didn’t get to a lot of them because, to be honest, we were all pretty tuckered out from running around outside all day.
It’s kind of a random mix. Curious George Goes Camping is new-school George and therefore not one of my faves. But, it was where my kid first heard about roasted marshmallows, so it was a must-bring.
Cars Galore is a great new book with illustrations by an illustrator I always like, Bob Staake.
I was surprised that my kid pulled Harold and the Purple Crayon from the shelf. We haven’t read it in, like, a year. Well, we didn’t read it this weekend either, but always nice to pack a classic.
Speaking of classics, my son and husband are working their way through Roald Dahl’s The BFG. And let me tell you, it’s NOT a classic. It’s just not at the same oh-my-god-that-was-the-best-book-ever level as Charlie and the Chocolate Factory or James and the Giant Peach. Totally different and, frankly, not so much fun to read. But, hells, tell me if you disagree.
I can’t tell you about If the Moon Could Talk, but I always love the work of the illustrator, Georg Hallensleben, who is one of the masterminds behind the adorable Gaspard and Lisa series.
The Watcher might have a disturbingly stalker-ish title, but it’s a supercool book about Jane Goodall. It reminds me of this book about Jacques Cousteau. Not sure if environmental pioneers is a trend in kid’s books, but I like it! I’ll probably show more of it in another post, so stay tuned.
And The Little House by Virginia Lee Burton is a loooongtime favorite, but one that we haven’t read in about a year. But, suddenly, it’s on The Most Requested List, and it became the big hit of the weekend. Maybe it’s the anti-city theme. Well, whatever the reason, it’s a charmer and I’m happy to read it any ole time.
While we didn’t read much, here’s some pix from the weekend.
The drive there = total Steinbeck/Grapes of Wrath landscapes.
This is where we stayed. This photo was taken just steps from the most amazing swimming hole.
We couldn’t resist.
The cabins were so not fancy, but there were some sweet touches.
A relaxing spot to sip a glass of wine.
This chair shows generations of family history at the place.
This way to the swimming hole.
Tire swing happiness.