First chapter, first paragraph...

Tuesday Intro-The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien

An unexpected party
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit hole, and that means comfort.

Should I continue reading? My nine year old grand daughter is highly recommending
this book...

First Chapter, first paragraph...

Tuesday Intros-Driftless by David Rhodes

The morning ripened slowly. Ten o'clock felt like noon. July Montgomery cut open a sack of ground feed and poured it into the cement trough. He looked out of the barn window into his hay field, where  low-lying fog stole silently out of the ground, filling space with milky distance. Beyond the fence, the tops of maple, oak, and hickory formed a lumpy, embroidered edge against infinity.

I will read this book. This paragraph brought me right back to my life on the farm...