We’re all too busy reading to post about reading.OH GOD I KILLED THE THREAD!!!! SAY IT ISN'T SO!!!!!
However, I did finish "Cat About Town," and have just started on "Purrder She Wrote."
We’re all too busy reading to post about reading.OH GOD I KILLED THE THREAD!!!! SAY IT ISN'T SO!!!!!
However, I did finish "Cat About Town," and have just started on "Purrder She Wrote."
After these two, I found a "Spenser" book by Robert B. Parker I hadn't read, Walking Shadow. Now I have to see if there are any other books in the Spenser series I missed.Right now I'm trying to decide between non-fiction, American Nations: A History of the Eleven Rival Regional Cultures of North America, or fiction,
The Loch Ness Papers (Scottish Bookshop Mystery #4).
Spenser books in orderAfter these two, I found a "Spenser" book by Robert B. Parker I hadn't read, Walking Shadow. Now I have to see if there are any other books in the Spenser series I missed.
I've just finished
Knocking on Doors: The True Story of the Moors Murders by Stephen McGrann, which was better than expected.
Just downloaded the EBook and am next on the hard copy reserve list. Thank you for the recommendation!Me and White Supremacy - Layla F Saad
A really important read that I recommend to tackle white supremacy at the individual level, revealing the ways in which we feed into this system and how to prevent that.
That's beautiful!!! How nice to have come from a big family.My Father would always say "Don't miss any opportunities." And I would always say the same thing to him. I do not know which one of us started it but it went on for decades. On this Father's Day I would like to honor him with a poem that we both loved. He was known at work as the "Living Legend". He worked at that company for well over 50 years and in fact started working there when it was common for highballs to be mostly the rage after work. So he started working for Gallo Winery as a salesperson/distributor. One time I was in Longs Drug Store buying some red long stemmed wine glasses. A young lady asked me "Don't you want some wine with that?" I said "Actually I am buying these for water, but what company are you representing? Yes, you guessed it~she worked for my father or rather my Father was training her. She immediately then said "Why, you are the Living Legend's daughter!" Of course we both had a nice laugh and when she married her husband, my father sent them this poem: A Drinking Song by William Butler Yeats. (dad was surprised when I told him the spelling was not "Yates" but Yeats. My Father used to buy wine at the stores he distributed to get the country started and now it is common to have wine at supper time. At our house, we also had candlelight and we said grace from a book of poetry read by any of us family members. There were 8 of us.
A Drinking Song
Wine comes in at the mouth
And Love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you and I sigh. (1910)