Elisabeth Adams 3 Minute Read Yesterday, I sat in a dentist’s waiting room, while the clock ticked two hours past my appointment time. It was packed: at least a dozen people sat waiting, watching TV with Hebrew subtitles, while the dentist punctuated the subdued murmur with repeated cries for his very busy secretary, and I tried not to watch the…
Gretchen Louise 7 Minute Read When my friend Sarah Mackenzie over at the Read-Aloud Revival said that The Green Ember by S.D. Smith was the one book you must read this year, I knew it better go on our wishlist. And then it came out on audiobook, read by Joel Clarkson (and oh how we love audiobooks!). My children were hooked after the one-hour audio…
Jessica Telian 2 Minute Read When the hills and lower mountains grew mossy-coloured in late spring, I reveled in it. And to celebrate, I usually read some Gene Stratton Porter. Her descriptions of the verdant swamps and woods of the Midwest always added to the general fresh and green feeling of those few months of spring.
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