So when it came time to make a long-distance drive across the country, a drive I very much did not want to make, I knew I had to come up with something.
Naturally, I did what any woman and her dog would do. I became a pirate.
I decided to turn the trip into a treasure hunt, except instead of looking for treasure, I’d be leaving it behind. For readers. I pulled up the map, searched for Little Free Libraries along my route, dropped a pin, and off we went.
Not all of my attempts were successful. I ended up in a couple of questionable neighborhoods, bounced down more dirt roads than Irish, my husky in the back seat, appreciated, and even came across a family of robots in wine country.
And it worked.
It was so much fun to track down the perfect Little Free Library to leave Postmarked for Peril. I tucked a note inside each copy and imagined the book finding the right person. Someone who needed a laugh. Someone who needed a little mystery. Someone who wanted to feel like they’d found their place among a misfit group of friends.
This made me very happy.
Maybe my Little Free Library treasure hunt added more miles to my long journey, but leaving mysteries for strangers across the country felt like an adventure worth taking.
A family of robots picking apples in wine Country
Chickens - Names I don't remeber.
Iris photo boming chicken protrait.
Abel - love big sticks!
Patrick smelling me & Dana smelling Patrick.
Millie love LOVE.