* Picture thankfulness

I decide to post my Ten Things of Thankful in photos this week.  Thanks, Josie, for hosting this blogging challenge!roof work

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“O, what tangled webs we mortals weave when first we practise to deceive!”  I’m grateful to be hand-in-hand with a dear family who faces a spinning web of lies.

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My dear sister-in-law Eva Marie Everson, is an author and more!  She took this photo and created WOW!

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A much-needed sign for Google hangouts when tutoring!

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What a miracle!  A friend walked away from this.  Her car was totalled….

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Thankfully, no one on Pinterest will ever see this wonky Wonderopolis project!

 

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Thankfully, this is fiction.  A review will follow!

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A student has worked hard at Camp Wonderopolis and enjoyed every minute of it!

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Had fun with a friend and her daughter.

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Just in case hurricane Irma takes aim at NC, our roof and underlying wood are now secure, thanks to some wonderful folks!

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Finally, how pleased I am to share this blurry photo of one of our “twins,” taken from my car, as this one and its partner rest in a neighbor’s yard- not ours!

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* The One True Love of Alice-Ann

Enthralling.  Captivating.  I was shocked by The One True Love of Alice-Ann.  I could not put it down until I’d read it from cover to cover.  Alice-Ann was more like a movie than a book.  The author, Eva Marie Everson, has created a full screen novel of life in a sleepy southern town in 1941.  When Pearl Harbor was attacked.  When young men rushed eagerly to war.  When an awkward 16 year old falls in love- or does she?  And when the men don’t return, or come back broken in body and spirit.

Why was I shocked by The One True Love of Alice-Ann?  Because romance novels are at the bottom of my reading list.  Give me a detective or legal thriller, please.  Yet this book amazed me.  I crouched in Alice-Ann’s bedroom, watching her weep over precious letters from the man of her fantasies.  I hid behind the door as she tended to a friend who came home blinded and crippled.  I eavesdropped on Alice-Ann’s conversations with her father, aunt, friends.  I heard her crying.  I watched her grow up in a time of great despair.

Alice-Ann was an inspiration to me, and I’m 50+ years older!  She served and loved and judged and prayed and cried.  Wait a minute.  Alice-Ann is not real, is she?  Eva Marie Everson has a gift, folks.  Whatever your preferred genre of books, The One True Love of Alice-Ann should be on your reading list.  Read it in full technicolor.  You won’t be disappointed. Alice-Ann