I’m not sure “ephemera” is the write word to use for this post, but it’s the one that seems to fit the best. By “ephemera,” I’m talking about bits of writing that I find in books, particularly the WNAX Neighbor Lady cookbooks that I collect. I’m fascinated by “found art,” if that’s a better term for it — bits of writing or drawings in books that were probably never meant for anyone else’s eyes. When I find some, it makes that book even more special to me.
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Lovin' the shiny and the retro
