Monday, October 24, 2016

It's Monday what are you reading?

I have some how acquired the first few books of this series, so this is what I'm reading.

From Amazon

Penzler Pick, July 2001: Working in a mystery tradition that will cause genre aficionados to think of such classic sleuths as Melville Davisson Post's Uncle Abner or Robert van Gulik's Judge Dee, Alexander McCall Smith creates an African detective, Precious Ramotswe, who's their full-fledged heir.
It's the detective as folk hero, solving crimes through an innate, self-possessed wisdom that, combined with an understanding of human nature, invariably penetrates into the heart of a puzzle. If Miss Marple were fat and jolly and lived in Botswana--and decided to go against any conventional notion of what an unmarried woman should do, spending the money she got from selling her late father's cattle to set up a Ladies' Detective Agency--then you have an idea of how Precious sets herself up as her country's first female detective. Once the clients start showing up on her doorstep, Precious enjoys a pleasingly successful series of cases.
But the edge of the Kalahari is not St. Mary Mead, and the sign Precious orders, painted in brilliant colors, is anything but discreet. Pointing in the direction of the small building she had purchased to house her new business, it reads "THE NO. 1 LADIES DETECTIVE AGENCY. FOR ALL CONFIDENTIAL MATTERS AND ENQUIRIES. SATISFACTION GUARANTEED FOR ALL PARTIES. UNDER PERSONAL MANAGEMENT."
The solutions she comes up with, whether in the case of the clinic doctor with two quite different personalities (depending on the day of the week), or the man who had joined a Christian sect and seemingly vanished, or the kidnapped boy whose bones may or may not be those in a witch doctor's magic kit, are all sensible, logical, and satisfying. Smith's gently ironic tone is full of good humor towards his lively, intelligent heroine and towards her fellow Africans, who live their lives with dignity and with cautious acceptance of the confusions to which the world submits them. Precious Ramotswe is a remarkable creation.

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Saturday Snapshot

Spent a perfect day, painting with friends.  Our wonderful teacher, was patient, kind and oh so instructive.  I've got the perfect spot...
Now I'll just have to get Handy Andy up on a ladder to hang this up over attic door.  I've always hated the way that trap looked.  I think this may need a spider or maybe some antique hardware.

Monday, October 17, 2016

It's Monday, what are you reading?

World War I Battlefield nurse Bess Crawford’s career is in jeopardy when a murder is committed on her watch, in this absorbing and atmospheric historical mystery.

I love reading Historical fiction, and especially murder mystery.  Bess Crawford is a "sister" by this I mean a nurse.  I love how she has to press and starch her uniform, and tuck her hair up into her cap.  And I love even more how Simon comes to her rescue.  If I were casting director who would I cast in the role of Simon?  hmm, 

Saturday, October 8, 2016

Saturday Snapshot...Wineries of Niagara

etched in glass
painted leaves

A few weeks ago the manager of of the facility we paint at came to us and asked if we would come up with a painted project for her to give as a thank you gift to a speaker at one of the conferences she was organizing.  It was one, it grew to 5 and now to 25 persons who would receive our painted pieces.  We had a budget.  I think we did pretty well.  The conference is being held at a winery in the Niagara Region.  The little wood piece you see in the photos sits on a bottle of wine, and two glasses hang from the sides.  About 8 of us worked on them each with their own personal touch.  Some ladies etched their glasses, and a couple of us (me and Sue) painted.   50 glasses and 25 bottle collars.  Quite a challenge.

Saturday, October 1, 2016

Sunday Salon... Memory Keepers Daughter

Well I finally finished "Memory Keepers Daughter".  I won't say I didn't like it.  It was heartbreaking for me.  I can understand a marriage being a difficult place to be after a tragedy.  One would think it should bring you closer together, but it most often doesn't.  Years ago there was a commercial on Television,  I believe it was for cigarettes, "you've come a long way baby"was the tag line.  Well it may be that we have come a long way, but not long enough.

Mental illness was something we've hidden away for too many years, now we don't know enough to make it better.  What happens to young people when their caregivers can no longer care for them, where do they fit in?

I think this may have been the wrong time for me to read and enjoy this book.  Too many young people in my world have gone, we still have not found a way to make them whole enough to survive, let along flourish and have meaningful lives.  Then I think, maybe they have had meaningful lives, if they have made someone, anyone have an experience that may change it for the next needy person.

Would I read this book again, probably not, too emotional for me. It's made me feel like a "flat tire" as my mother use to say, I can't seem to get up and reach for another read. But I will...


Sunday, September 11, 2016

The Wedding

 the bride with her dad
the cake
the favor

the centre pieces, with my sister in laws in the background
the mother of the bride with her grandson
the bride and groom
the gradmother of the bride and Handy Andy

Friday, September 2, 2016

Friday 56...

The Friday 56, hosted by Freda at Freda’s Voice
Welcome to Week 289!

*Grab a book, any book.
*Turn to page 56 or 56% in your 
(If you have to improvise, that's ok.)
 *Find any sentence, (or few, just don't spoil it)
*Post it.
*Add your (url) post below in Linky. Add the post url, not your blog url. 
*It's that simple.

Light from the streetlamp was falling across Phoebe's tiny face.  He reached over and gently, gently, stroked her forehead with his large hand.  Caroline like his awkwardness, his calmness.

I'm sure I've read this book before, but it was the right weight for taking along on my trips. So I'm re-reading I think.