July Book Review and Vacation Recovery…..

Well…as we have witnessed from various projects from NASA…it is the reentry that is the hardest on the ship.

We had a lovely vacation to some of the Northeastern parts of our country this past week. Yesterday we started out with starry eyes expecting to be home by mid-afternoon. But the friendly skies of United Airlines had other plans and while they remained “friendly”…we experienced a delay on the second leg of the journey that led to a heart pumping race through O’Hare where we were greeted with the positive that the flight hadn’t left but yet another delay that put us back home after supper time.

It was exhilarating.

And now we are home briefly with piles of laundry and mail and a deadline of 9:30 to be headed up north for the day.

Thankfully, I only managed to read one book in July…such a slacker…so here is the review and then it’s on to the next deal.

Planning on sharing about the trip tomorrow so come on back for that <3

Yes, the only book I managed to read is considered a children’s classic: Anne of Green Gables by L.M. Montgomery. I googled the author and she had an interesting life and story herself. I will leave that to you to discover <3

I bought the series for Rachel many moons ago and when I discovered it tucked away in one of the dressers in this room we call my “office”, I decided to attempt to read them. I don’t think Rachel or Sarah ever read them, but would have to check.

Somewhere in the house is a little list of notes I took, but we will settle for a few thoughts if that is okay with you.

I did love the book about this little orphan girl who is adopted into a family made up of a brother and sister who have never married and maintain a piece of family land on Prince Edward Island.

The discussions of orphans and why they might be adopted along with the stark difference between how children were viewed and treated in the time and space the book was written were sometimes jarring.

I am sure a child of 2023 reading this would have a hard time imagining what life must have been like. We are leagues away from this period in history for sure. But the characters and heart of the people of the community of Avonlea, along with the physical descriptions of flora, fauna and every day life, were a delight to read.

Anne gets herself into a fair amount of difficulties, and her coming of age story was captivating to follow. There were so many tender parts as love grew in this unusual family arrangement and among the people of the area.

It was refreshing and not so strong a story that it took over my thinking, yet deep enough that it held my attention. I could so relate to Anne’s tendencies to wander into her own places of fantasy and her impulsive ways of speaking and acting and becoming attached to people or places.

I felt seen from moments of my own childhood and even now when my words tumbled out unfiltered and got me in a bit of a jam. Time and again.

I look forward to finishing the series eventually.

But for now…it’s time to switch loads of laundry!

See you tomorrow <3