Author’s Note: This was supposed to be a short episode for the end of the month, but actually ended up being just as long as a regular blog serial installment. So I apologize for not have the additional illustrations that would go along with such a lengthy piece. That aside, please do enjoy!
It was one of those odd times that Heather had actually experienced. Usually she was late, stumbling into the kitchen sloppily dressed. But this particular morning she actually had woken up in time with the rest of the household. The air was cooler, having sent her sleeping deeply the previous night. The daylight had changed and now resembled early in the afternoon. Her whole body knew that a change of season was upon them.
Today’s tasks were a bit mundane, mostly with clearing fallow grass from the back garden. There might be an errand into the inner town for Elizabeth, but only time would tell. At least she was able to take Fluff up and about.
The Magic Tree House was a book series I never really got into until I picked one up in BAM (my shorthand for Books-A-Million) around 2006 or so. Back then my family would travel to Knoxville almost every weekend, and we’d visit bookstores or Sam’s Club. I’d dread the latter (it was a bland store back then), but the bookstore was like a library, except a lot more recent books.
Why am I giving a review about a randomly numbered book out of Mary Pope Osborne’s series? It’s because it was my first Magic Tree House book. It was the first one that got me hooked on her series, and it was the first book I bought of her series years later. That one has stuck with me throughout the years especially.