On the vast, uncharted Kentucky frontier of the 1770s, Temperance Tucker has learned to be fleet of foot, accurate with her rifle, and silent about the past. But her family secrets complicate her growing attraction to a handsome Virginia land surveyor with a harsh history of his own. Will the hurts and hardships of the past prevent them from a fulfilling future?
When I drive around this country it’s hard to imagine what it looked like in 1770. Thanks to my GPS on my phone I never get lost. Temperance Tucker has her own GPS–her eyes and her memory.
Following her story deep into the woods of Kentucky and a hair-raising event inside of a cave kept me reading many nights after my bedtime.
It’s not your normal romance where they couple meet and fall in love and marry. It’s much more complicated and the setting takes on a life as a character.
If you want a book that’s not so fast paced allowing you to live in the books world for a time, this book is for you.
It’s spring weather sort of…rainy, gloomy and partly sunny.
Over the winter I’ve watched some of the Netflix series Tidying Up and read the Cozy Minimalist. I’ve been inspired to remove some of the things in my home.
The idea of piling all my clothes on the bed and donating
the ones that don’t bring me joy sounds like a bad idea. I’m tired of wearing
my winter clothes and it’s not warm enough to switch over for the next season.
If I followed Marie Kondo’s advice next winter, I’d have to shop for an entire
new wardrobe. Sounds like fun.
My bank account has been following the minimalist life style
too long for me to purchase much of anything new.
Then there are the books. So many books in my house and I’ve
donated a lot of those already. I’m going to say the ones that remain all bring
me joy or like the ones my laptop sits on earn their keep.
Collections to pair down? I had to think about that one. I
don’t seem to have those either unless you count the millions of files and
photos on computer. I suppose I could take the next ten years and tidy those
up. Nah. Can’t see those so they can’t possible count as clutter, right?
There is one room in my house that could use some tidying.
The sewing room.
Shudder. That room is a scary mess. So many things were
piled in there when my son and his wife and my grandkids moved in while their
house was being built. Sure they took their stuff out but the room is ‘out of
sorts’ in a major way.
This is where following these plans becomes tricky. It seems to be the area that I’m not ready to let go of that causes me and maybe others to hold back from letting go.
That room will take a long time to go through and I’ll have to evaluate if I want to keep sewing. I think I do but honestly, I haven’t sewn anything in five years. But I want too, I think. I don’t have time until summer to tackle this issue, but it is weighing on me. And that’s when the tidying up and minimalist people say it’s time to get to work and find out what’s important enough to stay.
I’m giving going to set a deadline for next September to have that room back together or packed to donate. Pray for me!
What about you? Have you hopped on this crazy train of
living like a minimalist?
I’m giving going to set a deadline of next September to have that room back together or packed to donate. Pray for me! What about you? Have you hopped on this crazy train of living like a minimalist?
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She’s an impulsive risk taker. He’s got trust issues and a secret past. Can they be the perfect combination or a recipe for disaster?
Alison Dahl works as a pharmaceutical rep for a struggling company. Not wanting to see if she’s next to be laid off, her entrepreneurial spirit kicks in. With a leap of faith, she quits her job and heads to the lake town she loves to open a cupcake shop.
Chad Hastings, a widowed dad known for his loyalty and dependability, has his hands full with a son and a few overzealous matchmaking friends.
When Chad is hired as the general contractor for the cupcake shop remodel, his friends see him and Alison as the perfect recipe for a sweet ending.
Chad’s secret could melt away any hope of a sweet ending.
This morning there was a familiar but not recognizable smell in our home and it wasn’t from last night’s dinner. This smell triggered happiness and youth, but I couldn’t figure out what it was or where it came from.
Then I noticed the curtains dancing in front of an open window. A memory clicked into place.
Summer mornings waking up to white sheers billowing over my bed. A summer breeze was the best, notes of fresh grass, moisture from the dew and possibly, could it be hoped for? A cooler day?
Our house didn’t boast central air, not even a window unit graced our home. We had fans and soaked washrags in cold water to cool ourselves. A summer breeze offered refreshment that couldn’t be obtained anywhere in my neighborhood.
Now we have air conditioning all summer long–or at least we did. Ours in now waiting to be repaired which is why the window was open, and today I’m glad.
Every year we go from heat to air conditioning because of allergies. We’ve become insulated from some gifts that God brings us in the morning. Today, I was reminded of a time when summer breezes woke me with a curtain kiss. I closed my eyes and breathed in the sweet air and remembered when the house was quiet, brother was asleep, and if I was quiet I could sneak past his room and have cherished time with my mom.
This song was a hit when I was a teenager and it makes me think of summer too.
What’s your best summer memory? Please share in the comments.
It’s January and I’m craving the color yellow. Between now and March where I live there is a noticeable lack of sunshine .
The gray cold days take over offering shivers rather than the prefered warmth and happiness that I thrive on. I find if I go to my room I feel better. Clothed in yellow walls I’m surrounded by the color of the sun. My mood improves, soon I’m feeling happy.
It could be I need more vitamin D this time of year. People with celiac have difficulty in absorbing D vitamins from the food we eat. There are subtle signs of deficiency, fatigue, bone pain and weak muscles. It’s always a good idea to get tested before adding vitamins to your daily routine. I have been tested–hate that as I don’t like needles, and found that I do need to take vitamin D.
So I’ll take an extra dose, and hang out in my yellow room more often.
Do you live where there is a lack of sunshine in the winter?
What do you do to improve you happiness level?
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