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Saturday: Alarms and Musings

September 6, 2014 at 8:37 am by Claudia

The peaceful calm of an early Saturday morning after a night of not-quite-enough sleep has been shattered twice by the sound of a smoke alarm.

The first time, the piercing sound came and went very suddenly. Don woke up and came to the head of the stairs and we both acknowledged that we had no idea where it was coming from.

The second time, Don discovered it was coming from our bedroom and he dismantled the alarm. When he took it apart, a dead fly fell out as well as some other stuff. We’ve had the bug flying into the alarm problem before and maybe this is a repeat of that problem.

So far, so good. It’s clearly one of our alarms, rather than the ones we have that are wired into our security system, because we didn’t receive a call from the security company. Sometimes they are a bit too overzealous about immediately calling the local fire department without checking in with us first.

Oy.

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Early morning. Ten morning glory blooms. Wowza! And Scout, of course.

Don’s leaving tomorrow and I got a call from Hartford Stage yesterday asking me if I could come in sometime this weekend to listen to the dialect work in their current show, which is in tech rehearsals. So I’m going to take Don to New Haven, help him unload, and then drive to Hartford for the afternoon. Then back to New Haven, where Miss Scout will be spending some quality time with her dad.

It adds a bit of hectic activity to the weekend, but doing it all in the same day without having to worry about Scout seemed like the best approach.

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Totally unrelated thought: Why do I hear people referring to California as Cali nowadays? It irritates the h*** out of me. I lived in California for eight years and never once heard anyone refer to that state as Cali. Don lived there for the vast majority of his life and has never heard any of his friends or acquaintances or business associates say the word ‘Cali.’ We suspect it’s something that has emerged in the dialogues and lingo of the younger generation.

Note to them: Please stop.

And in keeping with my random thoughts: If you’re currently reading The Long Way Home by Louise Penny, please do not spill any of the plot beans, as it were. I am backed up and holding with books to be read and reviewed, so I am not going to get to it for a while. When I read it, I want to have the time to savor it. Which means I probably won’t be reviewing it, either. (We all know it would be a Huzzah! kind of review, anyway.)

Oh, and same thing for Personal by Lee Child.

No spoilers, okay?

Happy Saturday.

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Worth the Wait

September 5, 2014 at 9:21 am by Claudia

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I can’t get enough of the beauty of morning glories. Every day, I am treated to a new feast for the eyes.

They really are the most wonderful last-days-of-summer treat. The day lilies are gone. The coneflowers are drying up. A few roses are blooming, as well as the rudbeckia. The morning glories have taken over center stage, thrilling us with their magical, ephemeral beauty.

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I never get tired of them. It always seems to take forever for them to grow and produce buds, but they are well worth the wait.

And my hyacinth bean vine, also slow-growing this year, has produced some flowers.

FRIDAY hyacinth bean vine

I existed for so many years without a garden. I lived in dorms and apartments and all sorts of rentals that either didn’t have the space for a garden or where planting anything was a no-no. It wasn’t until we rented our Craftsman bungalow in San Diego that I made my first stab at a garden. It was in the backyard – a little plot right by the back door. (The same door that I walked out one day, only to trip and fall and break my left ankle, which resulted in my wearing a cast on that ankle for my wedding. Oh, yes.)

Then we moved out east and lived in a rental cottage. After a year or so, I asked the owners if I could put in a little strip of a garden alongside the house and they said yes. It was quite lovely. I wonder if it’s still there? I also planted a lot of pachysandra under the big pine tree right outside the front door. I hooked a hose up to the bathroom sink and snaked it outside through the window in order to water the plants. Where there’s a will, there’s a way.

When we bought this house and moved in – nine years ago on August 30th – I knew I would finally be able to plant and nuture my own gardens.

I was in my fifties.

It took a long time, but it was worth it. And I treasure every minute of it.

I’ve written about my favorite bookstore, the Strand, on Just Let Me Finish This Page. Stop by to see just why I love it so.

Happy Friday.

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Book Review: A Matter of Mercy by Lynne Hugo

September 4, 2014 at 8:23 am by Claudia

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Today I am reviewing A Matter of Mercy by Lynne Hugo for TLC Book Tours. As always, I am provided with a copy of the book in exchange for my honest review.

About the book (from the publisher): Caroline Marcum thought she’d escaped the great mistake of her life by leaving Wellfleet harbor, but is forced to face it when she returns, reluctantly, to care for her dying mother. Ridley Neal put his past – and his prison term – behind him to return home to take over his father’s oyster and clam beds. Casual acquaintances long ago, when a nor’easter hits the coast, Rid and Caroline’s lives intersect once again. When Rid and two other sea farmers are sued by the wealthy owner of a vacation home who wants to shut them down, and Caroline accidentally meets the person she most wronged, they each must learn to trust and love. Inspired by a 1996 lawsuit, A Matter of Mercy is a riveting novel about treasuring the traditional way of life in the shallows of a beautiful Cape Cod bay by discovering where forgiveness ends. And where it begins.

My review: We’ve all made mistakes, have wounded others, and have secrets within our hearts – some of which bring feelings of regret and shame. The two characters whose lives intersect in this novel are scarred and laden down by their own particular burdens of guilt. Trust is hard to come by. Redemption is even harder.

I find redemption to be one of the most powerful themes in literature. Finding redemption, along with the journey it takes to get there, is the framework for this plot. How does someone open the door to love and forgiveness and trust after having shut that door for many years?

Aquaculture (sea farming) is the backdrop for this novel and is the industry that helps to sustain the old town of Wellfleet. I admit I knew next-to-nothing about aquaculture before reading this book, but the author manages to educate us about sea farming in a way that flows easily within the context of the novel. I found it fascinating. The legal case that inspired this novel is fascinating, as well. What happens when a wealthy home owner’s ‘view’ collides with a way of life that has existed for many, many years?

Hugo has painted a detailed picture of life in Wellfleet, on the land and in the bay. You can almost smell the salt water. She clearly knows and loves her setting.

Though the pace of the story is slow, it befits life in a small town on the Cape. My one quibble is that it seemed a bit over-written at times, especially towards the end, where I thought some judicious editing would have helped the flow of the story.

This is ultimately a heart-warming book about love and all it encompasses: love for a dying mother, a way of life, an unborn child, a grieving mother. We all deserve a second chance.

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About the author: Lynne Hugo is a National Endowment for the Arts Fellowship recipient who has also received grants from the Ohio Arts Council and the Kentucky Foundation for Women. She has published five previous novels, one of which became a Lifetime Original Movie of the Month, two books of poetry, and a children’s book. Her memoir, Where the Trail Goes Faint, won the Riverteeth Literary Nonfiction Book Prize. Born and educated in New England, she and her husband currently live in Ohio with a yellow lab feared by squirrels in a three state area.

I’m sorry to say there is no giveaway for this particular review. I wish there was because you know I love to giveaway books!

Happy Thursday.

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