For some reason today, I remembered a beautiful little book, The Call of the Sea, and found it. It was printed in 1907 and is in a very delicate state. It fell open at the page, Night in a Cornish Port so I’m thinking, since this book was my Mum’s, she must have loved this excerpt about Newlyn from Eden Philpotts.
Leather cover
Painted frontispiece
End leaf
I love the thought that my hands are touching something loved and touched by my beloved Mum.
