Last week whilst browsing Waterstones in Lymington last week when I was transported back in time to my childhood, spotting a copy of The Complete Brambly Hedge by Jill Barklem. Growing up I spent hours engrossed in books that told tales of little woodland animals living secret lives, wearing clothes, having adventures, a whole imaginary world. Studying the detail in the illustrations, daydreaming on being on such adventures. Beatrix Potter books and Brambly Hedge books were firm favourites of mine as child and I've gone on to read Beatrix Potter tales to Kitty and Ozzy but not Brambly Hedge for some unknown reason. Until now that is. I whipped out my debit card faster than you can say gin-in-a-tin and went on my way, clutching the book with an almost childlike glee, I couldn't wait to get home and look through it and to show Kitty and Ozzy.
Sitting down a few days later at home, flicking through the book it dawned on me just how much nature has fascinated me throughout life, as now I live and walk amongst the trees, blackberries, toadstools and brambles most days. I've been inspired, inspired to get outdoors once the children go back to school next week, armed with sketchbook and pen and to draw some of the lovely sights I see. I've been yearning to do something a bit more hands-on creative for a while now and this could be just what I need to unwind and find some personal inner-peace.
I've been surprised at just how seeing one book has brought memories flooding back from childhood and inspired creativity. It just goes to show just how many ways books are important for children.
Do you have memories of a looking through books as a child? I'd love to hear which ones x
This is the first post in my Vintage category that might not technically be vintage yet - but mark my words, it will be one day.