Thursday, September 29, 2011

reading room

I made lots of time for reading this summer-there is nothing I love more than pouring a glass of wine at the end of the day and relaxing in a small corner of my yard with a good book.

Autumn is here and there is less time for books.  And on top of that, it gets dark too early to hang out in my corner.  But I still make time for books, every day, even if it's only for a bit before I drop off to sleep.  Last night I started "The Distant Hours" by Kate Morton.
The Distant Hours
Oh, it's the kind of book I can just get lost in.  I almost wish I had a bad cold or the flu, so I would have a good excuse to curl up with it and just escape for hours.  Is that bad?

Here is the scoop, from the Good Reads website:

A long lost letter arrives in the post and Edie Burchill finds herself on a journey to Milderhurst Castle, a great but moldering old house, where the Blythe spinsters live and where her mother was billeted 50 years before as a 13 year old child during WWII. The elder Blythe sisters are twins and have spent most of their lives looking after the third and youngest sister, Juniper, who hasn’t been the same since her fiance jilted her in 1941.

Inside the decaying castle, Edie begins to unravel her mother’s past. But there are other secrets hidden in the stones of Milderhurst, and Edie is about to learn more than she expected. The truth of what happened in ‘the distant hours’ of the past has been waiting a long time for someone to find it.

Morton once again enthralls readers with an atmospheric story featuring unforgettable characters beset by love and circumstance and haunted by memory, that reminds us of the rich power of storytelling.

And rich storytelling it is.  Here is what is inside the front cover, the beginning of the book that plays a prominent part of the story:

Hush...can  you hear him?

The trees can.  They are the first to know that he is coming.

Listen!  The trees of the deep, dark wood, shivering and jittering their leaves like papery hulls of beaten silver; the sly wind, snaking through their tops, whispering that soon it will begin.

The trees know, for they are old and they have seen it all before.

Isn't it delicious?  I can hardly wait to keep reading.


  1. I love reading as well. There is nothing as inviting and enticing as a good book. I can never put one down once I get into it. Curling in bed reading with a cup of coffee on the nightstand is my favorite thing to do. :) Great blog!

  2. You sold me! And, I think you should steal a few hours to read... sick or not.

  3. P.S. I own The Forgotten Garden by her, but haven't read it yet. Have you?


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