gold leafed pages and a brass
clasp was purchased at a thrift
store for less than a dollar.
It was unwanted and unappreciated.
I found it, bought it and consider
it a priceless treasure.
It has a date of 1857 inside, published in Belfast. It is called "Garden of the Soul" a book for Catholics, which I'm not.
It doesn't matter. It is beautiful, and gardening is my soulish passion?
Being one of many who have held it, is a privilege.
It might have experienced first hand 'The Troubles' in Ireland, immigration, the stress of navigating Ellis Island or possibly the perils of a hard and lonely pioneer life.
I imagine it brought comfort to the hearts and hands of those who held it close.