thursdays-at-the-coffeeshop:

I love, love, love stumbling onto things from previous owners of books. there’s something really sweet about opening up a used book and being greeted by something personal – a lingering essence of someone unknown. maybe what’s left behind is an inscribing from one person to another, or underlined passages that a reader may have loved. maybe it’s a photograph, or maybe it’s pressed flowers and leaves tucked in the pages. whatever it is, it surely exists as a window to the past, and that makes the book even more special.