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Book Review: The Last Camellia by Sarah Jio

July 18, 2013 at 8:18 am by Claudia

Hello, everyone. Today I am reviewing The Last Camellia by Sarah Jio for TLC Book Tours. As always, I am provided with a copy of the book in exchange for my honest review.

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About the book (from the publisher): On the eve of the Second World War, the last surviving specimen of a camellia plant known as the Middlebury Pink lies secreted away on an English estate. Flora, an amateur American botanist, is contracted by an international ring of flower thieves to infiltrate the household and acquire the coveted bloom. Her search is at once brightened by a new love and threatened by her discovery of a series of ghastly crimes.

More than half a century later, garden designer Addison takes up residence at the manor, now owned by the family of her husband, Rex. The couple’s shared passion for mysteries is fueled by the enchanting camellia orchard and an old gardener’s notebook. Yet its pages hint at dark acts ingeniously concealed. If the danger that Flora once faced remains very much alive, will Addison share her fate?

My review: This is the first book I have read by Jio. And I love a good mystery, as you well know. Jio spins a pretty neat tale with lots of twists and turns and that’s what we all want when reading a mystery. I liked the premise very much – a rare flower that is so rare that some people will do anything to protect or steal it. That’s intriguing.

I’m going to call this book a good beach read. Beach reads, by my definition, are books that are compelling enough to hold your interest but are also all about relaxing and don’t require too much of you, the reader. Beach reads are a whole genre in themselves. We’ve all packed a few books to take along to the beach, or the lake, or on a camping trip. This is one of them.

It reminds me of the Gothic Novels I used to read as a teenager. All the elements are there: the big estate in the country (in England, of course,) the mysterious housekeeper, the extensive grounds that one can wander through and that just might be dangerous, the handsome leading man who just happens to be really rich, the mysterious stranger. It’s all there. I used to love reading those books when I was younger.

Here’s what I had trouble with. The plot elements can be simplistic and clunky. Flora just happens to meet a handsome stranger within about two minutes of boarding an ocean liner. Addison, who has a mysterious past, just happens to have married a wealthy Brit whose parents have bought this fabulous estate as a weekend getaway. Flora, who works in her family’s bakery in NYC, just happens to be approached by the ringleader of a gang of flower thieves, in the bakery. I had trouble believing any of that. Things happened too quickly, there wasn’t enough writing space given to a more believable progression between, say, boarding an ocean liner and, bam!, meeting a handsome stranger. Or working in a bakery and, in the very first scene where we meet Flora, immediately being approached by the ringleader. I would have liked to have seen more time given to character development, as well.

Perhaps because I have been immersed in reading a series of mysteries written by two amazing writers who do just that, this clunkiness sticks out more than it might have otherwise. I’m not sure. I found the believability factor to be wanting. It just may not be my cup of tea. But that doesn’t mean it isn’t your cup of tea.

Having said all that, this book is a good beach read. If you want a bit of light fare (and don’t we all at times?) you will enjoy this mystery. I’ve decided that it is a Gothic Novel, with all the elements that type of novel contains. If you are a reader that is drawn to that genre, you’ll have a good time reading The Last Camellia.

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About the author: Sarah Jio is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Blackberry Winter, The Violets of March, and The Bungalow. She has written thousands of articles for magazines such as Glamour, SELF, Health, Redbook, Cooking Light, O, The Oprah Magazine, Woman’s Day and many other publications. She lives in Seattle with her husband and three young children.

Good news! I can give away up to 5 copies of The Last Camellia. So leave a comment here and I’ll draw the winners on Sunday evening. Good luck!

Happy Thursday,

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As Is: Wandering the Kitchen

July 17, 2013 at 8:45 am by Claudia

Due to a reaction to the overabundance of staged home photos out there in blogland (as well as a lack of energy) I am more and more inclined to show my rooms ‘As Is.’ A healthy dose of reality never hurt anybody. Let’s wander the kitchen on this Wednesday morning.

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As usual lately, the table is covered in research, along with pottery and Riley’s Dish Garden. Don’s shoes are under the red bench. The mail is hidden on one of chair seats.

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My shoes are right next to the door, under the pantry. No mudroom or entryway here. Open the door? Boom. You’re in the kitchen.

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Not a fan of the black stove. But it came with the house and it works. So it stays. Not a fan of the black dishwasher, either. It doesn’t work and hasn’t for 8 years. That’s why you see dishes in the drainer. I’ll get it fixed someday. Or, maybe, I’ll just buy a white dishwasher, which is what I want anyway. Also not a fan of the huge black microwave. Again, it came with the house and it works. End of story.

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My bag. I plopped it there when I returned from NYC on Sunday night. And there it sits.

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I don’t know if I’ve ever shown this corner. Standard refrigerator and the bulletin board, because that’s what it is really. I could give it a prettier name, but heck, it’s a bulletin board. Beautiful wooden bowl given to us by my parents. Inside that bowl is the hideous popcorn bowl that Don insists we keep. Photos of my handsome nephew David and my great-niece Emma with her brand new baby brother.

Let’s look at some photos.

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I call this ‘Dogs I have loved.’ These photos are from the days when I actually had my photos developed at the neighborhood drug store. The black dog is Winston, the first dog that Don and I adopted from the shelter. We moved into our rental house and brought Winston home a week later. The golden retriever is Max, my nephew. His mom is my sister Meredith. And of course, Ms. Scout, reluctantly displaying her heart marking. Riley is represented elsewhere; he came into our lives in the era of digital cameras and iPhoto. That note is from my dad, written in his increasingly shaky handwriting, which touches my heart.

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Look at these youngsters! Oh, wait, that’s Don and me. Yikes. We’re sitting on the steps of our Craftsman home in San Diego, having just bought our Christmas tree. That’s Winston nestled between us. Winston had a fearsome bark, hence the Beware of Dog sign in the window.

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The view from just inside the kitchen door. The lighting in the photo isn’t that great; I took it early this morning. As Is, remember?

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It looks like we collect clothespins, doesn’t it? We use them to secure things that have been opened: bags of chips, bags of cookies, etc. Don’t ask me about the tile counters, which I truly detest. Someday: butcher block.

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Morning sun shining on the hutch. Sort of grainy, sorry, but much of this shot was in shadow and I had to tweak it.

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And we’re back to the kitchen door. That window on the left is double-paned, thank goodness. Because that crack you see is from an unfortunate mowing incident that took place as I mowed the grass just beyond that window and hit a rock, which flew up and cracked the window. Obviously, we have yet to get the glass replaced.

There you have it. I like ‘As Is’ shots. I also like pretty, staged shots. But this is the reality here and a good representation of our daily life as we live and work in our little cottage.

Happy Wednesday.

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Civility, Books, Flowers & Humidity

July 16, 2013 at 9:01 am by Claudia

If you’re interested in a healthy alternative to the usual cookies out there, stop by my post about eating healthy on the go with Newtons.

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lantana in the planter

Speaking first of yesterday’s post, I thought of another analogy. If I see someone wearing clothes I do not like, whether it concerns the style, the color or the way they look on that someone, I do not walk up to them and tell them what I think about their attire. I keep my mouth shut. A) it’s none of my business, B) it’s hurtful. Same for walking into someone’s home and commenting on how much I dislike their style of decorating. Are you kidding me? I would never do that. If I was with someone who did comment in a negative way, rest assured, they would be on the receiving end of a little tongue lashing from me. I’m a Scorpio. Need I say more? (I’m speaking of criticism re: design, style, etc.)

Manners. Civility. Compassion. Thinking before you speak.

Qualities we should all strive for.

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buds forming on the limelight hydrangea

The heat and humidity rages on here in the Northeast. I don’t remember, ever, humidity and heat continuing unabated for this long a period of time. Yes, we sometimes have 5 or 6 or 7 days of it, but then it breaks. Then we get several days of cooler, drier weather. Not this year. Part of the reason, but not all of it: the waters of the Atlantic Ocean are warmer than usual. I wonder why? (I’m saying that with tongue in cheek. I know why.)

With all due respect to those of you who do live in the South and love it, I’ve never wanted to live there for precisely this reason – I hate the combination of high heat and humidity. Yet, here I am living in New York state, engulfed in horrendous and, now, dangerous heat. And pity my poor husband, temporarily living in a dorm with no air conditioning. I feel stuck in the house, but at least I have air conditioning.

And then my thoughts turn to those who are homeless. I saw several in the immediate area surrounding our rehearsal space in Manhattan. How are they coping? I’m sure they are being transported to some sort of cooling shelter at night. That happens when the temperatures get dangerously high or low. I surely hope so.

So I complain, yes, but am immediately reminded that there are many, many people who are suffering much more than me.

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another pretty daylily

I gave myself the day off yesterday, since I was so darned tired after the weekend. I was still clad in my pajamas at 2:00 pm. I did a little reading, filled the birdbath, watered the seedlings, caught up with family members, vacuumed and swiffered. Today I have to snatch a little time in the morning to do a bit of mowing. Yes, I will do it before it gets too hot. I promise. I have to do a little each day or I will never be able to keep on top of it. Then I’ll start in on Macbeth.

By the way, I’m really enjoying Louise Penny’s books. She was suggested to me by a reader of this blog and I am very grateful for the recommendation. What a wonderful writer! Her mysteries take place in a small town called Three Pines in Quebec. I’d like to live in that fictional, charming town. (Except for the long, long winters.) Penny has created a wonderful cast of characters, many of them appearing in all of the books in her series. If you haven’t read these books, I recommend them highly.

In less than two weeks I head to Hartford. Again. I’m grateful for the work and the lovely people who work there, but the thought of being away for an extended period of time is more than a little overwhelming. Several of you have mentioned taking Scout with me. If I did that, she’d be away from her home and Don. Much better to keep her in the place she knows and loves. I do think, however, that they might visit for a few days here and there. Remember, Scout loves that park. And the elevator. And adventure. Even at 14½ years of age.

I hope you are staying cool, wherever you are. Drink lots of water. Read a good book. Stand in front of the fan or the air conditioner. Have a glass of lemonade. Eat a strawberry shortcake ice cream pop, like I did. You’ll immediately be plunged into memories of the Good Humor man. Remember the little melody that emanated from the truck? That you could hear faintly and then, after you were sure you weren’t hearing things, you raced into the house and asked mom for money for the ice cream man. Then you lined up with a bunch of other neighborhood kids and bought a push-up or a creamsicle or a fudgesicle or a strawberry shortcake. Now, that’s a good memory of summer!

Happy Tuesday

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I live in a little cottage in the country with my husband. It's a sweet place, sheltered by old trees and surrounded by gardens. The inside is full of the things we love. I love to write, I love my camera, I love creating, I love gardening. My decorating style is eclectic; full of vintage and a bit of whimsy.

I've worked in the theater for more years than I can count. I'm currently a voice, speech, dialect and text coach freelancing on Broadway, off Broadway, and in regional theater.

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