Snow storm warnings again. I need to write a letter to someone out there. Spring is a few days away. I need a break. More winter then we have had in years. Ice, slush, cold. We can't even get into our camp because of the deep snow. A little warmth and some melting snow would be lovely.
I am of the age where I read the AARP magazine and I like it. So today when I read an apology from them for omitting the U.P. of Michigan from map printed last month of the U.S.A. it made me think of where I live. An unspoiled forested land of lakes and sandy beaches. Life is easy here. Little traffic or crime. Our grandkids sled, snowshoe and build snowmen in winter. Kayak, swim and hike in summer. It is not a bad thing that we have not yet been discovered by the rest of the world.
My book this week is Faith Bass Darling's Last Garage Sale by Linda Rutledge
With a rather unladylike grunt, Faith Darling set down the elephant clock on her mansion's wraparound porch. Then, straightening her sunhat and cocking her jaw in the warm early-morning breeze, she stepped down onto the porch's top step and called the nice helpful teenage neighbor boys over to her. She had promised to show them the money if they would get started pulling things out of the big house. And so she would. Digging into her sundress's pockets, she came up with a fistful of $20 gold double eagles and held them out to the boys.
I cannot wait to read this....just for fun.
Today I am listening to, is that the same as reading? Flight Behavior by Barbara Kinsolver. It is an amazing book to experience. After Prodigal Summer I decided that I must read everything she has written.
Today my daughter in Texas won the chili challenge for the second year in a row with a spicy white chicken chili! My daughter in Esky made the exact same chili for all of us here for supper...
Today I cannot stop laughing about my little two year old flower girl who said to me when I walked into her house, "Peek a boo, Granny!" Instead of hello. She giggled with such delight and hugged me tight.
Today I paused for a minute just to appreciate what dear people I have in my life.
I am participating in Bibliophile by the Sea's First chapter first paragraph today. I have only 10 minutes left of Tuesday. I have no idea where the rest of the day went. So here goes.
The book is Prodigal Summer by Barbara Kinsolver. Chapter 1 Paragraph 1
Predators
Her body moved with the frankness that comes from solitary habits. But solitude is only a human presumption. Every quiet step is thunder to beetle life underfoot; every choice is a world made new for the chosen. All secrets are witnessed.
Would you read this book? I just finished it and found Kinsolver's writing to be amazing. Her attention to detail fascinating.
