This is one of my favorite pictures of J when he was a baby. Just hanging out along the shore eating some seaweed.
As y'all know, I love horses. And the beach. So it stands to reason that one of my all time favorite books as a kid was Misty of Chincoteague by Marguerite Henry.
I actually have her boxed set of horse stories that I requested for my birthday a few years ago. I love them all.
I think I've been thinking of this story recently because A.) it's round up time, and I've been seeing the videos of so many visitors and residents in that area of Virginia showing the auction and the ponies parading down the street and B.) we got a pool which reminds me of playing "shipwreck ponies" as a kid after having read this book.
You might think "shipwreck ponies" would not be as fun as an adult, but turns out it's even more fun when you have someone else to make the waves for you.
I am sensing a reread of this book in my near future. I loved it as a kid, and I am in a sort of nostalgic phase right now. Do you ever get that way?
Just as a reminder that when we reread old books that are meant for children we shouldn't judge them through our adult eyes. Remember who they're aimed at and remember it was published in 1947.
Either way this book remains a five star read in my eyes because it inspired a bunch of us, and we still feel happy about it years later.
What's one of your fave childhood reads?
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