We've all had enough of winter, and the springy stuff that I bought for the store was chomping at the bit to get out. There are flowery pens and pencils and journals and notecards and coasters and thumb puppets. Anne's display just makes you feel happy when you see it, and at least ten degrees warmer.
We're still working on our book assortment, but Anne convinced me that Barbara Kingsolver's The Prodigal Summer belonged there, while I added Mary and John Gribbin's The Flower Hunters.
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