I recently came across my childhood copy of Beatrix Potter’s The Tale of Johnny Town-Mouse. This edition is from 1946. It’s as charming as ever!
Johnny Town-Mouse
Johnny Town-Mouse
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Oh, that is truly wonderful. What a treasure.
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I consider it to be one!
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very true! it is truly charming as ever… beautiful treasure… I envy you… the book is so vintage and the illustration is beautiful drew,,, Have you start again to read it? ^^
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Thank you. It’s a beautiful and charming little book.
I flipped through it, but plan on reading it again this week (not that it will take long).
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You must be in love… ^6v
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In a way, I guess. 🙂
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Gold.
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It is! I love it.
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Adorable! I love his green cloak.
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It’s a typically adorable BP book–definitely the last of her great ones!
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I love stumbling upon childhood copies. 🙂 Even though mine are in a REALLY bad shape due to sheer adoration. Permissive upbringing’s wild side.
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I still have a handful of childhood books, most of which are in pretty great shape. My childhood was incredibly relaxed, but I have always loved and taken pretty good care of my books (except for another Beatrix Potter book, which I won’t talk about here. Why? I wrote in it. Boo!).
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