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Fionna managed the B&B while her ailing husband ran their family farm with lambs in the pasture. Alec and Fionna were both surprised at their instant connection, but obligations stood in their way. Both Alec and Fionna had been through recent painful experiences, and have nurturing, caring personalities.
Then, as they were able to take in more guests and charge more for the luxury of the accommodations, she'd had the new kitchen built in a one-story shed addition overlooking the valley and the approach to the house. She'd had the masons use old stone for the walls of both additions and oak for the lintels above the windows, to match the old part of the house. Another winter or two of weathering and you wouldn't be able to tell old from new. The author seemed intent on writing a description of every tree, path and boulder on the walk to the summit of the mountain which made me wonder if he was reading a walking guide.
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Gina has lost her perfect job, her boyfriend, and her favorite aunt all within the space of a few months. So when she inherits her aunt's ramshackle French house, Gina decides to pack her bags for the Bordeaux countryside - swapping English weather for blue skies, sunshine, great wine, and a fresh start. What she hasn't factored in is a hole in the roof, the most embarrassing language faux pas, and discovering family secrets she was never supposed to know.
Odd, she thought; probably just someone turning at the gate. People were forever getting turned around coming out of Dolgellau, the small market town a few miles down the valley. It was situated at the point where the Mawddach and Wnion rivers joined before meandering west to the estuary and the sea. A seven-arch stone bridge was built in 1638 across the Wnion, and the town's growth was fueled first by the wool industry in the eighteenth century and then by a brief gold rush in the nineteenth.
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Nearly 30 years later, Hugo's estranged daughter, Joanna, has returned home to the English countryside to arrange her father's funeral. Among his personal effects is an unopened letter addressed to Sofia. At the end of a long and useful life, Penelope Keeling's prized possession is The Shell Seekers, painted by her father and symbolizing her unconventional life, from bohemian childhood to wartime romance. When her grown children learn their grandfather's work is now worth a fortune, each has an idea as to what Penelope should do. But as she recalls the passions, tragedies, and secrets of her life, she knows there is only one answer...and it lies in her heart. Random House shut down the division that published my first two novels, orphaning them.
Extra points to Will North for the descriptions of food and cooking in this book; dishes that wouldn't normally appeal to me, dishes with pork and lamb, made me salivate.
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She's used to unexpected strangers, but few arrive on foot. The man to whom she opens her door is middle-aged, unshaven, sweat-soaked…and arrestingly handsome. What neither of them knows at that moment is that their lives are about to change forever.
After completing his degrees Sam moved to Charlotte, North Carolina where he became the Chief of Staff for a non-profit organization, The Independence Fund. With a thirst for adventure and a legacy in aviation, Sam decided becoming a pilot was his true calling. The excitement of traveling and meeting individuals from all walks of life solidified his passion and desire to take to the skies. I have served for 21 years in the Navy Reserve as a Chaplain. I have a combat tour in Iraq with the Marine 9th Communications Battalion, and active duty tours with the Marine Wounded Warrior Battalion West and Marine Forces Reserve.
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A week's holiday in a luxurious hotel is just what Scotland Yard's Superintendent Duncan Kincaid needs. But his vacation ends dramatically with the discovery of a dead body in the whirlpool bath. But the stakes are raised significantly when a second murder occurs.... The proud owner of a spanking-new medical degree and little else in the way of worldly possessions, Barry jumps at the chance to secure a position as an assistant in a small rural practice.
Will North's The Long Walk Home is the kind of book you think about all day long and can't wait to get back to (even when you should be doing other things!). North's characters are complex and his descriptions of the Welsh countryside are breath-taking. He makes you want to pull on your hiking boots and head out on a quest of your own to find that sense of belonging that defines home.
A mountain of information is skipped over with the turn of a page, and the resolution was less meaningful than it could have been. This was, for me, a story to settle into and just travel along with. I didn’t ask The Long Walk Home to be more than it was—no quotes carefully copied, no Post-Its peeking out from multiple pages. Just good sit-down-with-a-cup-of-tea book…pleasant time spent with characters who asked you not to plumb their depths but to accept them for who they were. Its kind of funny that right before this book I read the Curious incident of the dog in the night. And in that book the narrator says that he is including descriptions of things because his teacher told him that when you are writing a book you should include descriptions of things.
My late grandfather served in the US Navy during the peak of World War II. Still to this day I am both horrified and fascinated by his war stories. I found out about The Long Walk Home through Craig, who’s been my friend since high school. In my spare time I enjoy photography, playing guitar, and cooking. I am a Mentor and Volunteer for The Long Walk Home.
I genuinely care about other people and believe in helping when called to help. During Eric’s military career he had the honor to serve in combat zones in Afghanistan and Iraq. He also supported Joint Task Force Operations in Guantanamo Bay, Cuba. In retirement Mark has remained professionally active, serving on boards of directors of healthcare and information technology not for profit enterprises.
A new decade and a world undergoing radical disruptions have found me in Englewood in 2021. Gratitude ranks high for me today, especially for lessons learned in 12-step meetings over two decades. Years ago I fought against technology but today it helps me feel connected still to a web of friendship & through Zoom groups. Finding a way to relax, just like when I was learning to swim so many years ago, is needed now. These lessons have helped me learn to float comfortably above the muddled turbulence that I accept as ‘the norm’ now. I have learned to trust, when I reach out to others, that I can find others who are ready to act in loving kindness also.
The town revived again in the Victorian era when vacationers flocked to the mountains to pursue a new fad, hill-walking. David had the farm and she wanted something of her own to manage. David balked at first, but raising hill sheep is a marginal existence, even with the government subsidies, and Fiona's business started making money right from the beginning. The first thing she'd done was have all the leaky old windows replaced with double glazing; there was nothing atmospheric about drafty rooms. Then she upgraded the bathrooms and managed to rearrange the upstairs so that her two spare bedrooms had their own bathrooms. A few years ago, they'd been able to build a two-story addition on the northern end of the house, creating a luxury bedroom and bath upstairs and a new sitting room for her guests downstairs.
Hiking and backpacking being at the tip of the list. I love live music and meeting people at concerts. I went on to serve in multiple conflicts until my luck ran out and I was no longer able to serve due to wounds I received while on deployment. Since my discharge, I have gone through an amazing journey of tragedy and triumph, while trying to find a sustainable middle ground. I have worked with Veterans from every modern conflict and two former WW2 prisoners of war.
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