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I closed the cover of Delia Owens’ enthralling novel, “Where the Crawdads Sing” with a few tears in my eyes and the sadness one sometimes feels at the end of a story well written – and an ending one did not expect. As I put this book down, I realized that it has been a long while since I last posted any book recommendations or reviews. Actually, it has been some time since I posted anything, for which I apologize. I hope to return to posting more often.

“Where the Crawdads Sing” came to me from my dear friend Elaine, who rushed up to me, book in hand, and said “you have to read this“. She was correct, I did. Once opened, it was a book I could not put down. How Kya survives abuse, abandonment, loneliness, poverty and being ostracized from the community while creating a family of sorts with wildlife and waterfowl is amazing. It lives up to all the hype and worth a read. Our book group will be discussing it at a future date – a discussion I look forward to.

These two books (below) were audio, from local libraries, “read” while I was out and about in my old car that had 6 slots for DVD’s – one of the few things I will miss from that now ancient vehicle. You know, the one with the latte body and mocha interior. (or was it mocha with latte interior?).

“The Library at the Edge of the World” was a delight to listen to about returning home, belonging, family conflict and, of course, books! “Becoming Mrs. Lewis” was equally delightful. It is historical fiction about Joy Davidman’s life, friendship and love of C.S. Lewis.

 

 

“A Fatal Twist of Lemon” by Patrice Greenwood is the first of several books in a murder mysteries series, the Wisteria Tearoom Mysteries. The books are set in and around a haunted house/tearoom located in Santa Fe. Mystery, murder, historic preservation, opera, seances, weddings, culture – you name it, the series is delightful. Short in length, they are best read on a winter afternoon with a cup of tea and a tasty morsel (a few recipes are included in the books).  This first book of the series, found in the library, was truly a book judged by its cover.

 

 

 

Centuries and Sleuths Bookstore is a small, charming, well established purveyor of histories and mysteries in Forest Park, just barely outside of the boundaries of the City of Chicago.  It is a bit out-of-the-way for me, but, worthy of a trip a few times a year to see what they have on the shelves over their unique plaid carpeting, and their knowledgeable and conversational owner. I think of Sherlock Holmes whenever I enter.

The bookshop has books concerning Chicago and the surrounding area and holds many events at the store, including book signings and author lectures. If I lived closer, I would be there all the time. I stopped in one chilly spring afternoon and was drawn to this short novel about a teenaged girl, Sarah, who is the second daughter of Jewish immigrants. Sarah’s family lives in a multi-cultural neighborhood surrounding Hull House during the late 19th century. Sarah wants to be an artist. Her father is a butcher, the shop close by, her mother holds a secret from the past, her brother is often ill, her older sister has romantic interests with a young Irish lad – and the Columbian Exhibition is about to open. Juvenile/young adult fiction, I enjoyed reading this. My father’s family settled in this area, his parents immigrants, his friends of many different cultures. When I was in 5th or 6th grade, our class had a field trip to Hull House, leading me to want to learn all about Jane Addams (who makes a few appearances in the book). A short read, “Her Mother’s Secret” by Barbara Garland Polikoff is a book you might enjoy.

One afternoon, some time ago, I had our local WGN/Chicago radio station turned on in the car. Do any of you listen to John Williams, or listen to local personality in your area on the radio?  John was reviewing and praising a book he couldn’t put down, “The Feather Thief:  Beauty, Obsession, and the Natural History Heist of the Century”” by Kirk Wallace Johnson. I was so intrigued by John’s enthusiasm that I purchased “The Feather Thief”, only to let it sit and collect dust. My garden club will be discussing it early in 2020, so, I opened the pages and was immediately immersed in the history of bird and feather collecting and categorizing in the 19th century, detailing the places scientists, ornithologists, and others traveled to collect exotic birds, skins and feathers for ladies’ hats –  and for salmon fishing lures in the Victorian era. They travelled in harsh, hazardous conditions, obliterating species for fashion, sport and greed.

But wait – there is more.

The book begins with a  20 year old flautist, Edwin Rist, a gifted, talented American, who, in 2009, hops on a train after performing at the the Royal Academy of Music in London. Under the cloak of darkness, Edwin travels to the Tring Museum at the British Museum of Natural History, climbs a wall, breaks a window and methodically steals hundreds of rare bird skins, coveted by salmon fly-tiers, of which Edwin is one, and hold many awards.  This is a fascinating, true story of ornithology, fashion, the fly-tying craze, environmental issues, autism, the internet, crime – and more.

What are you reading?

Centuries and Sleuths – https://www.centuriesandsleuths.com

 

 

 

 

 

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Several years ago, WGN radio pulled a popular weekday segment from their daily line-up, to the utter dismay of regular listeners. Kathy and Judy were friends who sat down with us daily in our kitchens or cars, as we were out working in our gardens, heading home from a day at the office; whatever we were doing mid-afternoon. Listening to them was like a “coffee clutch” – or “coffee and”. They talked of things women talk and laugh about, sometimes serious, often irreverent, always entertaining. It rocked our daily lives when they were suddenly dismissed; a void that was never filled in their old time slot – until recently when the “Kathy and Judy” show was revived on Saturday mornings on WGN.  While it isn’t a daily time slot, their show does fill a Saturday morning, and I try to tune in when I can, listening and laughing, shaking my head, voicing my own opinions out loud.

I happened to be out and about this past Saturday morning and tuned into the Kathy and Judy show. They were doing a segment about hoarders, which led to Kathy (or was it Judy?) say that she was down in her basement for some reason when she realized how many boxes she had kept.  A conversation ensued, viewers called in, opining, and I chuckled. You see, just last week I went down to the bowels of our basement and started to consolidate the hordes of objects that have accumulated, making piles of “giveaway” items, and carrying bigger boxes, now empty, out to the garage to recycle,  a little embarrassed at all of the gift boxes I have kept. I could relate to the show’s topic.

DSCN3492Saturday afternoon our niece Heather and her family, along with several of grandnephew Scott’s friends, came over to help Tom and Penny rake leaves. With two acres falling down around us, we certainly appreciated the help, and our Kezzie had fun pulling the tarp and running around with her cousin Jake.

During a break in the raking,  Andrew came in, carrying a somewhat familiar  white boxes with big, black lettering; lettering we were quite familiar with. Being decades long time patrons of a Chicago retail institution, Crate and Barrel, we knew the logo well. Our niece knows us  just well. Our Christmas tree wears Crate and Barrel ornaments from 40 years ago. I have silverware almost as old. I still use the Crate’s  working glasses for our drinking glasses and flowers still fill ribbon vases. from year’s ago.  What a sweet surprise it was to receive this  customized box – which we will definitely “hoard”.

Saturday was, indeed, a boxed in day!

Do you keep boxes? What is the oldest box you have? Have you ever shopped at Crate and Barrel?

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