I found this very old book upstairs. I'm not sure where it came from. The cover is browned and wrinkled from water and it's a bit moldy, but its warmth just struck me as beautiful right from the start.
Flicking through the pages makes me smile.
It's dated 1909.
The author worked so hard on detailing everything possible about every tree, some of which I'd never even heard of before. It even discusses the new use of wood for making paper, but that once you are done with the paper, make it into pulp and remake your own sheets. Wow. Good for you, Julia E. Rogers. You were ahead of your time. And I love your book.