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She now advocates, casually, killing deer! Because "we are overrun with them"! How do you get overrun with a life? And Ellen Crosby was more interested in sounding clever with words than showing her character feel bad about an accident. She repeating twice "front end hit the back end". Geeze, why go to the trouble of saying a character doesn't hunt, if she allows people to kill the animals beautifying her land!

This may lose a star for arguing in favour of "fox-hunting" and representing people against it as creeps. I'm glad "the activity" they make of it in Virginia is to chase, not kill, but here's what feels off to me. To heck with how much of "a tradition" something was. Certainly don't continue or even mimic a killing! It isn't okay to scare the poor guy in a chase either, nor to decide if anyone's too old to live!

Wow! I always feel very educated and life-changed, and life-confirmed when I read Syvlia. Her way of speaking is personal, humorous, frank, with a clear way of saying: "Look, this is what people are saying and doing. If anyone did 'X" similarly, wouldn't everyone freak out?" She laid things out in real life terms, cited sources of facts, which are startlingly numerous, and noted info that was "divinely gleaned".

This is engaging and compelling reading that I stop only to sleep!

Happy birthday to my dear, intelligent, loyal, loving, much cherished cat. She was with us for twenty-one years, from when I was age 9 to30! She was laid to rest in my parents' backyard nearly 14 years ago, a family home they are unfortunately leaving in two weeks. I will always remember her coming and going dates and CAN bring flowers for her resting place today. Happy birthday, dearest Thumbelina! Love us all.

I only find 2/4 calamaties feasible, believable: dog's bone and the wall hole. By the way, any author loses points for so much as broaching the subject of killing kittens!!!! Can't like this supposedly saintly "Del" character after the remark: "Didn't have the heart to get rid of them this time". I have hated that mentality since I was a child. Put up a sign to adopt them! Spay the Mom at the vet YOU DRIVE BY!

Martha Brooks' story seems to be made for all ages, because along with the girls' diary, we have the impressions of the town called Pembina Lake. I love our authoress' dedication to setting popular fiction in southern Manitoba. I love her world-wide propagation of our way of life. This was from 2002, so we are treated to protagonists and heroes without cell phones. These years are much more creative-thinking.

Twists and turns. Even two impressive revelations about people who aren't the culprit but which are entertaining turns because we wouldn't have anticipated them. Having suspicions around characters is not the same as approaching their stories or indirect involvement. Well done, Eric, who died recently.

It is wonderful to meet these two Eric Wright characters: Charlie Salter from his long series and Mel Pickett from his duology. Both are Toronto police offiers, the latter retired in the duology. I would have read this novel first, even waiting until I acquired it, had I known that Mel's début was here. There was no reference to that, until you come to a notation partway through the first Mel Pickett novel. Doh!

I wonder if I'd feel differently if I hadn't read the two novels starring retired officer Mel Pickett in his log cabin 3 hours north of Toronto? I prefer literature in order and let out an exclamation when I saw it noted that Mel is introduced in a Charlie Salter novel: this one! It was volume 7, no less! I did not own it, one of the last Eric Wright works I filled in. It has been a long haul to read it at last!

My cover and title, which was likely my Dad's school reader, in a box with my children's books, reads: “The F-U-N Book For Canadian Boys And Girls”. It came out in 1930 but Dad's version is from 1945. There is a note that this body of short stories was approved by the British Columbia board of education. I guess Mabel and renowned wife & husband artists, all three New Yorkers, reprinted it for Canadian schools.

Probably one of the most unusual and rare books in my childhood collection! It is as local as it can get but seems to have reached far and wide, given second-hand selling sites popping up around the world. I look forward to reviewing this. You guess right if you imagine that the availability of this unbound book's cover, its existance in Goodreads' database, and any information about this author do derive from me.

Oh dear, I hope even a Liz Austen mystery doesn't stay contrived and stretched. These are usually Eric Wilson's truly good ones. As far as I know, this is his penultimate. I only need to procure "Red River Ransom" (which oddly does not refer to Winnipeg's well-known body of water). Then it seems I will have read this children's author's whole suite. This present mystery finishes the last of novels I already own.

After putting off Susanna Kearsley's second novel because her first was so darned wordy, I see experience does pay off. She could still trim a lot of adjectives, adverbs, and fanciful description. There is strong beauty in good, direct description. However this is far more endurable than the soft adverbs of "Marianna". I like a livelier pace without romance. Straight mystery would do but there is intrigue here.

I am happy to see that I am liking this story right away. Susanna Kearsley's first novel was too wordy with pointless adverbs, especially the weakening kind like "idly", "softly". I love from the start an interesting premise: a female and male cousin who grew up as best pals, meeting on a research trip for him. Emily is the bilingual protagonist following him to France. Susanna certainly presents Canadians well!

Read aloud at a friend's house to entertain them after a meal and have fun with a couple of their Grandchildren. We all enjoyed the laugh and I showed most of the pictures too. I was motivated after seeing the book on their coffeetable, especially to remind the eldest Grandson that rather than have a nose in an Iphone, aimlessly browsing information; to just pick up booka that are in front of him, with his hands!

I am enjoying this immensely and have gained enthusiasm as I hoped, to read "Folklore Of Lunenburg County" after Helen talked about writing it and the event of its publication; inside scoop that is the reason I am reading her autobiography first. It certainly seems belonging to authors organizations and Canada's council for arts have their perks. Next our authoress is in Rumania and Germany for folk presentations!

I am enjoying this immensely and have gained enthusiasm as I hoped, to read "Folklore Of Lunenburg County" after Helen talked about writing it and the event of its publication; inside scoop that is the reason I am reading her autobiography first. It certainly seems belonging to authors organizations and Canada's council for arts have their perks. Next our authoress is in Rumania and Germany for folk presentations!

Her author's association England trip should have been briefer. How celebrities looked, so often noting being tired. No point knowing itinerary items she didn't do! Her account of the Halifax exposion is the best I've read but we lacked the aftermath. What of the longterm outcome? Didn't downtown Halifax need rebuilding? When her dear parents died, Helen told nothing of funerals. She skipped the wrong details.

Dust jackets and Wikipedia give dry portraits. How loving and keen Helen's parents were! They approved of their daughter born in 1899 being single and encouraged her gumption to be a career gal. When she couldn't enlist in the military, she was an ambulance driver to outlying places without doctors one summer. She swam, camped, travelled. I love hearing that these parents accompanied her far off folk-collecting!