All of Thomas Perry's bestselling thrillers have been exciting reads but I like the Jane Whitefield novels best. Jane describes herself as a guide. What she means is that she guides people in terrible trouble out of their current lives and into new ones. Women whose husbands are trying to kill them; men who have run afoul of the mafia; people wrongly convicted of crimes; these are the people Jane guides into new lives.
Jane Whitefield is perhaps one of the best female characters in modern fiction. She is half Seneca Indian with very strong ties to her native roots. In this newest book of the series, Jane is called on to guide her childhood friend who is being set up to take the blame for a murder he didn't commit.
Jane is a master at spiriting people out of dangerous situations and moving them into new locations with new identities and a new hope for a safe future. If you have never read a Jane Whitefield novel, I would recommend starting with one of the earlier books, A String of Beads is number nine in the series.
Jane Whitefield earlier books: Vanishing Act, Dance for the Dead, Shadow Woman. All available on amazon for as little as $ .01 plus shipping ($3.99) for hardcover used in good condition.
Also some thoughts on the movie Joy.
The story of an amazing young woman who finds herself in a low paying, dead end job with the responsibility of her entire extended, dysfunctional family squarely on her shoulders. Joy Mangano is supporting her daughter, her mother, her father, her grandmother and her ex-husband all in a tiny run down house that is falling apart. In spite of, or maybe because of the demands of her helpless family, Joy claws her way to the top of a multi-million dollar empire through the strength of her personality and her imagination. And she achieves this all while never sacrificing her charm, humor and humanity. This is a fantastic story but I thought the script could have been much, much better. Instead of watching this in the theater, I wish I would have waited for it to come out in DVD.
Who do you call when your brilliantly planned casino robbery
falls apart and no one knows where the stolen money went.
The Ghostman is a fixer, a cleaner, living off the grid with
dozens of false identities and a flair for disguise. When criminals make a mess, they call the Ghostman
to clean it up.
crime boss has set up a spectacular, million-plus dollar casino heist. His men rob the armored vehicle as it
delivers the money to the casino’s back door.
The robbers transfer the money to their own vehicle, but before they can
make their escape, a sniper ambushes them from the shadows of the casino parking
ramp. One of the badly wounded robbers
manages to escape in a badly wounded automobile but he doesn’t drive to the
agreed upon hideout and he doesn’t phone the crime boss for help. The money and the robber are in the wind and
the Ghostman has 36-hours to find them.
Reviewers of Ghostman by Roger Hobbs have compared
the book to the novels of Lee Child. Personally
I see very little similarity to Child’s Jack Reacher novels. This book reminds me a little of another fast
paced thriller I read several years ago, The Bricklayer by Noah
Halfway through the book and enjoying it very much. There is some (not a lot) of graphic violence
but I just skip over any gory parts. The temperature here this morning was minus 4 degrees. A hot cup of Constant Comment tea, a fresh muffin and a thriller novel is the perfect way to wait out the bitter weather.
Santa had an especially stressful Christmas this year. All the rain, lack of snow and, of course, more children than ever kept the poor old guy working nonstop for months. The first of January, he decided to take a little relaxing vacation fishing alone in the wilderness. I happened to catch these photos of him as he canoed down the creek trailing his fishing lure.
I love winter mornings in my kitchen, sipping tea, eating a muffin and watching the birds at the feeders. We have several inches of sleet on the ground so the birds are desperate to find food. The peanut feeders attract some of my favorite varieties. I have these feeders up close to the windows so I can see them clearly.
Woodpeckers, chickadees, nuthatches, tufted titmice, blue jays and others are constant visitors to the suet feeders. The same birds that like peanuts like suet.
This is by far the best bird watching investment I've ever made. I don't plug a lot of items, but this Brome 1024 feeder has gone far above and beyond all my expectations. I bought this feeder about 10 years ago and it has spent every day of those 10 years outside, summer and winter. It has a lifetime warranty but I've never had to replace a broken or damaged part. The feeder has been squirrel proof mounted on my post with a baffle. It has never broken or cracked altho it has blown down several times in very strong winds. A three quart fill up lasts all day. I was tired of replacing feeders that fell apart in one season or less. This feeder has solved that problem at less than $10 a year. It is the only feeder I've tried that attracts cardinals as well as finches, woodpeckers and occasionally the blue jays. Severson Dells a local conservation site, has these feeders in use year round.
The days after Christmas are always a bit of a let down for me. I'm taking down the Santas, the wreaths, the garlands and little trees that I put up with such love and care a few weeks ago. Wishing you all a happy New Year and hoping you stay cheerful through the dark cold days of January.
Of wintry nights reign vales and hills All songs are ceased, trees in tears Gone are all autumnal hues and mere Some wounded leaves scream under-feet As I tread and thump on a dreary street
Rayless moon peers at the bleak world Specter shadows of bare boughs on bare earth Stand palsied blades of grass and some roses shrunk Grey sunrise, days in blanket of haze cold and stern Memories of summer, spring's visions For bright morns we all wish and yearn
Solstice sun beam in Newgrange ancient dark In somber cavern hope shines with a bright spark
~ Yasmeen Kahn
Had a wonderful Thanksgiving this year.
Spent time with family members I don't see nearly often enough. We celebrated at my sister's house so I avoided some of the cleaning and decorating.
This year my Christmas cactus has switched holidays. It’s blooming over Thanksgiving.
Matilda enjoys sharing the sunny window with
my plants. This is the one year anniversary of her arrival at my house. She is doing well and finally gaining some weight.
My sister's family dogs Maggie and Ludie waited politely while we ate our holiday dinner.
One of my favorites for left over turkey or chicken:
a la King
1 ½ cup sliced mushrooms
1 cup frozen carrots thawed
1 cup frozen peas thawed
½ cup chopped red or yellow pepper
½ cup flour
¼ cup butter
¼ teaspoon sage or poultry seasoning or both
1 cup chicken broth
1 cup fat free cream or milk
2 cups cooked turkey cubed
Salt and pepper to taste
Cook vegetables, set aside
Melt butter, add flour
Add seasoning and all liquids
Cook until bubbly – cool 2 minutes
Stir in veggies and turkey
Add salt and pepper
Serve over Pepperidge Farms puff pastry shells, biscuits, rice or noodles.
Since my last post we have had our first snowfall of the year. From green grass, blooming flowers and fifty degree temps to 10 inches of blowing show and 14 degrees. It's dark at 5:30 in the afternoon and dawn is just spreading its morning light at 6:30.
The dogs love the snow. Cold doesn't phase them.
I wasn't prepared and all my bird houses were still outside.
The garden is covered in a heavy, white blanket.
Wishing everyone a very happy Thanksgiving holiday.
Went to a movie couple Saturdays ago. It was the first movie I've seen this year that I really liked. De Niro is great. Just a happy movie with none of the usual misery that passes for relationships, no shootings, explosions, murders... Go if you get a chance.
More photos from earlier when the garden was at it's peak. Better late than forgotten.