If concerns about the environment and the health and wellness of yourself and your family leave you longing to make a change, start growing and preserving your own organic foods. With the guidance found in The Modern Homestead Garden, you’ll discover how little land and effort it takes to start growing healthy, nutritious food.
Modern homesteading is a lifestyle focused on living lightly on the land and increasing self-sufficiency. It doesn’t matter whether “home” is 50 acres in the country, a suburban corner lot, or an apartment in the city; all you need is a desire to reduce your footprint on the earth and live a more sustainable life. To be a modern homesteader, you don’t have to live off-grid and you don’t have to give up contemporary conveniences.
For most modern homesteaders, it all starts with making the conscious decision to reduce your reliance on the commercial food supply chain. In The Modern Homestead Garden, author and YouTube gardening star Gary Pilarchik of The Rusted Garden walks you step-by-step through the process of building a homestead garden. From laying out the planting beds,nurturing the soil, and starting seeds, straight through to cooking and preserving the harvest, Gary serves as your warm and accessible guide, no matter how large or how small your homestead is. With the guidance found here, you’ll move at your own pace, learn, share, and enjoy the journey as you slowly transform your home into an edible landscape.
Practical advice to site and build your very first homestead garden
Crop profiles to get you growing quickly
Cost-effective ways to source seeds and plants
The low-down on feeding plants in an earth-friendly way
Methods for preparing planting beds and containers
Soil prep advice every homesteader can use
All natural trouble-shooting solutions
How to include berries, cane fruits, vine crops, and fruit trees in your homestead plans
Food preservation advice that’s easy and delicious
Modern homesteading is as much an attitude as it is an action. It’s not dependent on how much land you have or even how much food you can grow; it’s about cultivating self-sufficiency and self-reliance, no matter its level. Welcome to The Modern Homestead Garden.
Net Galley Book Review:
I would recommend this book if you are just starting out, it is an excellent primer. If you are looking for cutting edge technology when it comes to your home garden, there are newer techniques not found here. I would use this as a table book (the photos are lovely) but also a reference guide to use whether I am starting my veggies from seeds or starters. Lot of great information that I would recommend for any beginner veggie enthusiast.
From New York Times bestselling author Jennifer Probst comes a new women’s fiction novel featuring three generations of Ferrari women who need to heal the broken pieces of their lives…and one trip of a lifetime through Italy.
Career-obsessed Francesca is fiercely independent and successful in all areas of life except one: family. She struggles to make time for her relationship with her teenaged daughter, Allegra, and the two have become practically strangers to each other. When Allegra hangs out with a new crowd and finds herself in police custody for drug possession, Francesca gives in to her mother’s wishes that they take one epic summer vacation to trace their family roots in Italy. She just never expected to be faced with the choice of a lifetime…
Allegra wants to make her beloved grandmother happy, but she hates the idea of forced time with her mother and vows to fight every step of the ridiculous tour—until a young man she meets begins to show her the power of acceptance and the heartbreaking complications of love.
Sophia knows her girls are in trouble. All three of them desperately need some quality time filled with the possibility for change. Among the ruins of ancient Rome, the small churches of Assisi, and the rolling hills of Tuscany, Sophia hopes to show her daughter and granddaughter that the bonds of family are everything—and to remind them they can always lean on one another before it’s too late.
It’s a Dickens of a Cookie!: A Companion Cookie Recipe Book to the Christmas Comes to Dickens Romance Anthology ( Free at this time)
It’s a Dickens of a Cookie! This recipe book is a companion ebook to the Christmas Comes to Dickens Romance Anthology. In this volume you will find twenty holiday cookie recipes from romance authors featured in the anthology. Each author shares two cookie recipes along with some personal tidbits about their recipes and their stories in the anthology.
Look for recipes from these best selling and award winning romance authors: Nancy Fraser, Maddie James, Caroline Clemmons, Bonnie Edwards, Liz Flaherty, Kathryn Hills, Peggy Jaeger, Kathleen Lawless, Lucinda Race, and Jan Scarbrough.
The Christmas Comes to Dickens Romance Anthology Welcome to Dickens—a quaint New England town bustling with excitement and anticipation for the upcoming Christmas holiday. We have the annual tree lighting in the town square, a snowman building competition, ice skating on Grosvenor’s Pond, and horse-drawn sleigh rides. You’re welcome to cut down your own Christmas tree at Gridley Meadows or join in the caroling on the Common. Dickens offers an abundance of heartfelt wishes, a few much needed miracles, and–quite possibly–a touch of magic! Families reunite, new friends are made, and old flames take a second chance at happiness. All while celebrating this most joyful time of the year.https://www.amazon.com/Nancy-Fraser/e/B004AOL61Y/ref=dp_byline_cont_pop_ebooks_1
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Always comfortable being one of the guys, Macy Anderson is laser focused on only three things: studies, soccer, and a scholarship. Romance is the last thing on Macy’s mind, until Cedric Cahill―the one boy she’s ever crushed on―asks her out on a date.
Handsome and charismatic, Cedric’s everything Macy has ever wanted in a boyfriend. There’s just one problem: Cedric’s cousin Sam. Brazen and unapologetic with a bad-boy reputation to match, Sam has an annoying way of constantly showing up in Macy’s life. Something crackles beneath their “just friends” relationship, and soon Macy’s thinking about him in all the ways she shouldn’t―pushing things too far when she’s around him.
As the tension between them escalates, Macy needs to decide if it’s worth risking both a friendship and a relationship to find out where her heart’s loyalties truly lie. Especially when the truth behind Sam’s bad-boy demeanor changes everything between them forever.
Net Galley Book review:
This book was originally published on Wattpad and it probably should have stayed there. It has a large cast of characters and the writing style is choppy. I don’t usually read YA and this book will not change my mind on reading them. Most reviewers recommended the Wattpad version and you might give that a try if you are interested in this book still. Since the reviews are mixed. Lisa
Take the ride of your life with the Torpedo Ink motorcycle club in this thrilling romance novel from #1 New York Times bestselling author Christine Feehan.
Torpedo Ink is Aleksei “Absinthe” Solokov’s whole life. They’re his brothers, his family—his everything. But that doesn’t stop him from wanting something that only belongs to him. That’s why the tough biker has spent the last six weeks at the library, reading every book he can get his hands on and watching the prim and proper librarian who makes his blood rush.
For the past six weeks, Scarlet Foley has been fantasizing about the handsome, tattooed man whose eyes follow her every move. She senses he’s dangerous. She wants him to get close enough to touch. She wishes she could let him know the real woman, not the one she pretends to be. But Scarlet has a plan to carry out, and she can’t afford any distractions.
Absinthe is well aware that Scarlet is hiding something. She’s a puzzle he intends to solve, piece by intoxicating piece….
From the Book:
Absinthe opened the door to the restaurant for her, scanning the room quickly for potential trouble before allowing her to do the same thing while he turned back toward the street and gave that another quick once-over. Certain no one was paying attention to either of them, he closed the door and followed his librarian’s amazing ass. She was in a black skirt with small white polka dots scattered over it. The material clung to her curves. He appreciated that particular skirt very much.
Absinthe held the back of her chair for her, ignoring the waiter who looked as if he might conk him on the head and abscond with the girl. She looked regal as she took the seat, smiling up at Absinthe, nearly taking his breath away. Whatever it was that she had affected him like some kind of aphrodisiac. Her small teeth. That mouth with her full, pouty lips that were made for a man’s dirtiest fantasies. He hadn’t had them until she came along. Not like this. Mostly he’d had nightmares. The erotic, very graphic dreams were a welcome change.
“Are you a wine drinker?” Absinthe didn’t know the first thing about wine. He could make her any kind of drink she wanted, or talk beer, but wine eluded him. If she loved wine, he was going to be taking a crash course. It wouldn’t take him long to catch up.
She shook her head. “I actually don’t drink very much. Once in a while, if it’s really hot out, I’ll have an ice-cold beer. But other than that, it’s a very occasional drink and usually I go for something girly like a cosmopolitan.”
“I don’t drink wine,” Absinthe admitted. “Like you I’m not a big drinker, but mostly that stems from wanting to be alert all the time.”
“You don’t put your feet up, relax and have tons to drink?” There was the merest hint of amusement in her voice. Mostly she was serious.
He loved the look on her face when she gave him her full attention. He focused completely on her once he was certain the few couples already eating or waiting to be served weren’t interested in them in the least.
“No, that wouldn’t work for me. I do like to put my feet up though,” he admitted. “I’m going to be very up-front with you.” It was confession time. If he didn’t say it straight up, she’d find out anyway. “I’m not good at this. I never know what to say and I come off stilted and awkward, but I don’t want to be that way with you.”
Her green eyes were hard to stay still under. She seemed to see right through his skull into his mind where chaos reigned—thanks to her.
“I’m not so great at this either,” she declared. “I guess we’re going to have to learn. I’m very competitive and I have a fast learning curve. Very fast. Wait.” She frowned at him. “You weren’t reading a help book on dating, were you?”
“Do they have those in the library?”
Her lashes swept down and then back up. A small smile teased the curve of her mouth, causing his heart to accelerate. He found himself staring. Shit. He was going to lose before he got started because he couldn’t stop staring at her.
She laughed. “I’m not telling you. I’ll read them and turn into a scintillating conversationalist in minutes, leaving you in the dust.”
He instantly learned three things. There were multiple self-help books on dating, she read extremely fast, and she really was competitive. He flashed a small grin, looking at her with hawk-like eyes, giving her the predator look just for a moment. Just to see the shiver that crept down her spine.
“I’ll have to be there first thing in the morning before your shift.”
“You know my shifts?” The smile faded, and she sounded uneasy.
He shrugged. “How was I going to ask you out? I went multiple times without seeing you, so clearly you had a shift and only came into the library during those times. I kept having to trade work with friends, and drive here from the coast, so, I found out when you worked. I came as often as I could, and just waited until we’d established a very tentative woman can charm the socks right off a shy man any day of the week.”
“Is that what we established?”
Her laughter got him every time. He found himself actually relaxing. The waiter hovered, and both guiltily studied the menu. She ordered a pasta dish and he ordered a steak. Fresh-baked bread was put on the table, and he suddenly realized he was very hungry.
From Net Galley :
This is the newest book in this series. If you are a fan of this series than you will be fa miler with the club and the character . This book is all Absinthe the human lie detective of the club from the pass books. He finds his One in the local Library but she is no quite librarian and like the other books will have to be strong to except him and his club. Because the man is the club but he may have to some work out some problems to find there happy ending. Like the other books this is not for the faint of heart but if you are a fan of this series you know what to expect – damaged guy with lots of kinks but a big heart…. Lisa
I have a list for the kids at the library but Do you have a list ?
Even casual readers know summer is peak season for juicy fiction, swoon-worthy romance, gripping tell-alls, hair-raising thrillers, and the kind of escapism stories that can carry you away from wherever you are. Even if this summer’s staycation reading locale is by the pool in your own backyard — or on the living room couch with the windows open and a fan going — there’s just nothing like this season’s hottest beach reads to make any day feel like a relaxing escape. So here some list to explore or make your own – let’s Read.
Lucas Davenport investigates a vitriolic blog that seems to be targeting the children of U.S. politicians in the latest thriller by #1 New York Times-bestselling author John Sandford.
The daughter of a U.S. Senator is monitoring her social media presence when she finds a picture of herself on a strange blog. And there are other pictures . . . of the children of other influential Washington politicians, walking or standing outside their schools, each identified by name. Surrounding the photos are texts of vicious political rants from a motley variety of radical groups.
It’s obviously alarming–is there an unstable extremist tracking the loved ones of powerful politicians with deadly intent? But when the FBI is called in, there isn’t much the feds can do. The anonymous photographer can’t be pinned down to one location or IP address, and more importantly, at least to the paper-processing bureaucrats, no crime has actually been committed. With nowhere else to turn, influential Senators decide to call in someone who can operate outside the FBI’s constraints: Lucas Davenport.
Book Review :
The book reviews of this newest book ( Book #30) in this series has been mixed . Some say too political but I found it a worthy read from this author as usual. A lots of suspense and drama out of the headlines this book makes for another Thursday Library card pick. So give it a try at the Library it’s free and you can return it if you don’t enjoy it. ….Lisa
By Cherie ClaireCajun attorney Cameron Reed needs to warn his coworker, socialite Stephanie Bertrand, of her finance’s betrayal. The two work together in a high-brow New Orleans law firm. But Cameron can only get into the Mardi Gras ball she’s attending by wearing a mask. Concealed, what Cameron discovers there will turn his world upside down. LessAttorney Cameron Reed is not too pleased to be paired off in a court case with Stephanie Bertrand, a New Orleans socialite whose privileged background is vastly different from Cameron’s bayou upbringing. But when Cameron overhears Stephanie’s boyfriend asking another woman out, he feels it his duty to tell her of her financé’s betrayal. Wearing a mask and sneaking into a Mardi Gras ball, Cameron plans to inform Stephanie of her boyfriend’s tryst but never gets a chance. Instead, a tipsy Stephanie delivers a confession. Not only is she not dating the man in question, she is secretly enamored with Cameron. And because Cameron does not return the feelings, she plans to take a job in an Atlanta law firm. Like the wild Mardi Gras festivities, Cameron’s world turns upside down at the news. But how can he make amends to the woman he nicknamed “Deb” for debutante, and convince her to remain in New Orleans — and hopefully in his arms.
My ARC Book Review : This is a great small town second chance romance. Lena secret is no longer a secret when she confront Graham in his home town. But both have a lot to work through as the small town and Graham friends take sides against Lena. Can they find there way back -just Read the Lumber Jack effect and learn more . Lisa
With three months remaining of her marriage of convenience, Savannah is ready to say goodbye to her spoiled rich boy of a husband. He’s annoying and argumentative and used to always getting his way. Sure, he’s hot. And maybe occasionally a little bit sweet. But she doesn’t want to stay married to him.
Not at all.
He needed a wife for a year so he could inherit his grandmother’s fortune, and she needed to pay off her family’s debts. That’s all their marriage has ever been about.
So she really needs to stop falling into bed with him.
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“Mornin’,” Lance said from behind her. He came striding into the kitchen, looking obnoxiously handsome in a pair of tailored charcoal-gray trousers and a black crewneck sweater. He usually wore suits to work, but he must not have any appointments with clients that morning. They were leaving for the wedding midafternoon, and he probably didn’t want to have to change out of a suit. “Something wrong with the juice?”
“Yes, there’s something wrong with it. You put it back in the refrigerator when it was empty.”
He was filling a travel mug with coffee, but he glanced over his shoulder to scan the bottle she still held. “It’s not empty.”
“It might as well be.”
“Maria is coming today. She’ll restock the refrigerator.”
“But I was going to have a glass right now. Why would you put an empty container back in the refrigerator?”
“It’s not empty.” His eyebrows were lifted just slightly in a typical Lance look. Superior and slightly annoyed. “There’s half a glass left in there. Why would I have wasted it?”
“This is one sip. Not half a glass.”
He let out an exasperated exhale and reached up to grab a small juice glass off a shelf. Then he stepped over so he was right in front of her, took the juice out of her hand, and poured the remainder into the glass.
In the morning, right after he showered, was the only time of day when his hair was tamed into some sort of order. He always combed it back neatly while it was damp, like maybe he actually thought it would stay where he put it. He looked sleeker—harder, just slightly dangerous—without the thick auburn curls in wild disorder around his face. He also smelled way too good. Clean and expensive and somehow better than men were supposed to smell. She breathed him in but didn’t let it distract her from her justifiable indignation.
He handed her the glass with a pointed expression. It wasn’t half, but it was close.
She swallowed the juice down in one gulp. It was a much bigger swallow than she normally would have taken, but she had an argument to win just now. “One sip.”
He met her eyes directly, and they held the gaze as an unspoken challenge. Then—damn him—the corner of his mouth twitched up, and he let out a huff so soft she barely heard it.
But she knew what it was.
Scowling, she set the juice glass in the sink and grabbed her coffee and granola bar. “It’s not funny.”
“It’s kind of funny. Are we secretly a couple from a sitcom?”
She was struggling not to laugh in response to the irrepressible amusement in his eyes, but that just made her more annoyed. Damn the man. Making her laugh just when she was about to win an argument. “I know you’re used to thinking only of yourself, but it would be nice if you’d acknowledge that I live here too and that putting mostly empty containers back into the refrigerator is rude and insensitive.”
“I must be growing on you. It wasn’t so long ago that you assumed I could never be anything except rude and insensitive.” He took his coffee and walked with her to the entryway of the condo. He was smiling for real now. Looking way to cocky. Like he’d somehow come out of this encounter the winner.
She slid on the pair of black ankle boots she’d been wearing the day before and had left by the door. They pulled together her slim-cut black pants and gray sweater. She wanted to look decent since they’d be driving up to Virginia later for the wedding.
Lance had been putting his shoes on too, but now he was scanning her out of the corner of his eye.
“What?” she demanded.
“We match today.” His mouth quirked up again.
She looked down at herself. And then over at him. He was right. The colors were reversed, but they were both wearing the same shades of gray and black.
Her belly fluttered with a flurry of butterflies. For no reason at all.
She reached down for her leather bag on the floor and tried to think of something clever to say.
“It can only work to our benefit,” Lance continued. “People will really believe we’re growing into an old married couple.”
“Oh, shut up and stop smirking. And don’t think you’re forgiven about the orange juice.”
As retorts went, that wasn’t one of her best, but it was all she could manage at the moment.