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Author: Pearl Ada Pridham
Pearl lives on scenic Vancouver Island in Canada. If she's not writing on her website or working on a manuscript, she may reading or cooking or walking with her dog on a beach. Her past lives have included raising two sons, and education and careers in fields of Bible, Childcare, Psychology & Counselling, and Teaching English to Speakers of Other Languages.
Libby isn’t really Libby. Or is she? Born Olivia, she has run away and changed her name to escape from a forced marriage.
Now she owns and manages a sheep ranch in a remote part of Idaho. It’s hard work and dangerous in more ways than one for a single woman. But here she finds freedom.
In 1890s high society New York she had been under the bondage of her father, who considered her a possession to profit his own interests. He would have given her away as a business arrangement. Nothing to do with love.
Years later, her father is still determined to own her, and hires investigators to search the country for her. She had already fled from place to place, but this time has been living on the ranch for several years before Remington finds her there. Remington has an agenda of his own, to get even with Olivia’s father.
The plot is complex. Just when you feel the story is nearing conclusion, there’s another twist. The author explores family relationships as they were in that time and place, but still exist in some places. Will Libby be forced to come back under her father’s control? What about her mother? And what about Remington? Will he get his revenge?
Originally published in 1995 as Liberty Blue by HarperCollins, this story continues to be relevant. What really constitutes love and should freedom exist for women? What about safety? Age-old issues for women throughout history.
My dear Sidney passed away nearly a month ago already. I loved him so much, from the moment I first saw him.
Not that our relationship has been smooth–no, it’s been rocky. I could never have married a boring person, nice though he may be. Sid was the complete opposite of boring! Never a dull moment. Peaceful moments, yes, many. Our favourite times were mornings to ourselves in our quiet living room, with God and our little dog, Bear. We read our Bibles, often aloud to each other, discussed scripture and whatever else was on our minds. Sid played his guitar or ukulele and sang hymns and choruses. He didn’t mind my joining in although I was usually off key. He just made me feel good if I actually got it right. We praised God together, prayed for each other and others as God laid on our hearts.
I miss him so much. It’s still hard for me to come to his page on my website and write about him because his passing is still so recent. I will add more to his story in the future.
An Appalachian Summer is a heartwarming story set in the 1930s. Piper, at the ripe old age of 20, has just finished two years of college, and is now a debutante. Her father has matched her up with someone who will provide her a good life with everything she wants.
Trouble is, she doesn’t love him. She is still in love with her childhood friend, although he seems to have backed out of her life since his father died and his family lost everything.
Piper doesn’t care for the rich life of parties and afternoon teas, and being served. She takes after her aunt, a woman who refuses to settle for what’s expected of her. Her aunt introduces her to Mrs. Breckinridge, who runs a midwife service in the Appalachian mountains. Piper suddenly decides to join this organization for the summer as a courier. Little does she know what she’s in for.
Piper is an experienced horse rider, and most of her assignments have to do with running errands on horseback. But that’s the easy part. Soon she finds herself encountering men with guns, milking a cow, helping deliver babies, plucking a chicken and more.
She has come here to get away from thinking about settling into marriage, but she cannot get away from it at all. There are interesting developments and twists, but I won’t give them away.
This story reminded me of my own young life, when after a year of college I went away for a summer to work in a remote area here in Canada. I didn’t encounter such scary extremes, but I was a city girl working with country people of a different culture. Definitely a life-enriching experience.
I received this book from the publisher in exchange for writing this honest review.
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Linley Valley Forest Trail, Nanaimo, is a refreshing naturalized area to come to when you need to blow the cobwebs out of your head.
Linley Valley, Nanaimo
Berry Season in Linley Valley
If you like sampling berries as you walk, go here for a stroll. These huckleberries, thimble berries, and small wild raspberries are out now in July. Salmon berries are ripening, and next month there will be blackberries. My dog, Bear, and I went this week, and I had a berry feast!
Linley Valley Forest Trail is in the centre of the city of Nanaimo. I parked in a new residential development at the peak of Rutherford Road, where there are signs at the entrance to the trail. Dogs on leash. Use poopy bags (provided there, alongside a garbage can). A map of the area. Facts about the flora and fauna. The trail by this lily pond even has illustrated story boards along the way, about a bird who went for a walk with her friends. Cute.
We started mid afternoon, strolling and feasting slowly for an hour or two. On the way back I was glad to rest on a bench by the pond as the sun lit up the trees and undergrowth in golden shades. Couples, singles, children and families came out with dogs of all kinds on leashes. A boy on a bicycle called his dacshound named Ava, just as a family with a little girl named Ava approached. Must be a popular name these days. I’ve noticed there are more ‘Ada’s around too. When I was growing up I hated my names, Pearl Ada, because nobody I knew had those kind of names. And there was funny old Aunt Pearl on the Beverly Hillbillies. How embarrassing! I’m glad these old-fashioned names are making a bit of a comeback. Now I like mine. And I’ve become Aunt Pearl and I like that too.
It’s another new favourite place for me. Maybe we’ll run into each other there sometime. Hope so!
Do orphan stories tug at your heartstrings? This one is set in 1870s Tennessee, at a time when epidemics of fever swept through remote mountain homesteads, leaving orphans to fend for themselves.
Worie suddenly found herself in this position at the age of 17. Considered a grown woman in the day, she took on responsibility for a string of younger orphans that kept coming to her for help. Unbeknown to Worie, her mother had been bringing food to them before she died.
Though homes were far apart, neighbours knew each other and helped each other. They didn’t have much, but they made do.
Guns were part of life here too, and Worie’s mother had shot herself, for no apparent reason. No sooner had she buried her mother with the help of a neighbour, than one of her older brothers showed up demanding their mother’s treasure, hidden in a jar. Worie chased him off at gunpoint. And this is just the beginning of this adventure-filled story.
Written in first person, using vernacular throughout, Sproles shows us Worie’s life through her own eyes. Her mother’s legacy was truths she learned from the Bible. Initially angry at God, Worie gradually fell back on her mother’s wisdom.
Through this work of fiction, Sproles addresses some of the universal questions of life and death, good and evil. Worie finds peace in God, and forgiveness and purpose.
I cried at the end, and that doesn’t happen often. It’s not all sad though; people find joy in one another in the midst of hardship, danger and injustice, which is the way life should be.
I met Patricia Bradley in a small Zoom conference for writers last month, and she kindly offered to do a critique for me of the novel I am working on. What an honour! Now I’m excited to be reading her latest novel that just came out. I chose it out of several books that Revell wanted reviewers for. My review is due today, though probably because of COVID19, I only received it here in Canada a few days ago. So far I’ve managed to get a third of the way into this 384 page novel. I don’t want to spoil my enjoyment by skimming ahead, but already I can recommend it.
Standoff, by Patricia Bradley
Standoff is a romantic suspense, the first in a series called Natchez Trace Park Rangers. Chapters are short and each one is written from a different character’s point of view, so it took a few chapters for me to get familiar with who’s who. The main character, Brooke, is in her early 30s. She is about to embark on a new career, following in her father’s footsteps as a park ranger, when everything goes awry.
So far, a third of the way in, three people have been shot, there are many suspects, and two great prospects are vying for Brooke’s affection. The story is fast-paced, although I admit that I have to stop from time to time to sort out the characters and their positions. Various levels of investigators and law enforcement are involved in solving the mysteries of who shot who and why. It has to do with a major ring of drug smugglers at a time when the government is considering legalization.
Brooke doesn’t know who can be trusted. As a reader I catch glimpses of several secrets and dangers. I hope she will stay safe and perpetrators will be brought to justice. And I hope she will choose the right suitor. One of them is giving me a bad feeling.
Natchez Trace is a parkway in Mississippi. Several scenes take place at historical tourist sites. I think from now on I’ll always be wary when visiting tourist attractions. Characters are armed with various types of guns, something I’m unfamiliar with as a Canadian. Learning lots! If you like mystery and suspense with some romance in the mix, with family values and spiritual thoughts too, then this is for you!
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I am pleased to participate in this book blog tour with Great Escapes, from whom I received the e-book to review. I am trying to be as impartial as possible in my review. This is not a genre that I often read. I chose this book because I thought it might be fun to read about a father and daughter running a B & B and to read something different for a change. It seems to me that it was written in a style suited to a younger audience.
Will this map show the location of the sunken treasure?
This cozy mystery is part of a series (Seaside Cove Bed & Breakfast), but although I have not read any of the previous books in the series, I didn’t feel that I was missing any background information that was pertinent to the story.
The story centers around Rick and his eleven-year-old daughter, Alex. Rick is the owner of a Bed and Breakfast inn, in the small town of Seaside Cove. Alex’s mother has left them, and Rick is sweet on Marquetta, who helps him run the inn.
Point of view alternates by chapters between Rick and Alex. Alex’s chapters mostly consist of her journal entries and are quite short, although she is the real star of the story. She is a wannabe sleuth and also matchmaker and writer. Because of her centrality, the book has a present-day Nancy Drew feel about it that would appeal to young readers around Alex’s age.
A treasure hunting tour boat docks at the harbor. It becomes apparent to the townsfolk that the captain, crew, and passengers are bickering and unhappy. There is a brawl between them, in a restaurant where Rick and Marquetta are dining with friends, and the next day the captain is found dead.
Rick is a friend of the police chief, who asks him to help solve this crime, and Alex can’t be stopped from getting in there and doing her own detective work. She enlists a couple of friends to help her, but she is the one who oversteps the boundaries, venturing into trespassing and danger.
The story-line has several strands running through it. Besides the who-dunnit theme there is some light romance between Rick and Marquetta as well as between an elderly pair staying at the lodge. Alex is actively encouraging these romances.
Alex also interviews several people to gather information for a newspaper article about the treasure-hunters and their ship.
There are some scares when Alex and others are in danger, but I won’t tell you about those or the results of the mystery or romances here. You’ll just have to read it for yourself!
Cozy Mystery 4th in Series Publisher: Satori (April 29, 2020) Print Length: 261 pages Digital ASIN: B085DC4ZVS
Last week someone posted a photo of her tabouli on Facebook and it looked so good that I suddenly wanted to make some too. My version is a bit different from hers, and you can change it up according to what you have on hand. I used Italian parsley, wheat bulgar, chopped yellow and red tomatoes, half a cucumber, and some lemon zatar dressing.
You can use olive oil, squeezed lemon or lime, and salt & pepper for the dressing, and grate some lemon or lime zest into it and a bit of garlic if you like. Try tossing in a few chopped olives too, and scallions and mint leaves if you have any.
First I put a quarter cup of the bulgar into a small bowl and poured boiling water onto it to soften it for 15 minutes. Meanwhile I chopped the other ingredients and put them in a serving bowl. Lastly I poured the water off of the bulgar, mixed it into the salad, and stirred in the dressing.
So fresh, juicy, and flavorful! Parsley is high in zinc, which helps fight viruses, is healing for the skin, and is especially good for men to prevent prostate cancer.
This story was told to me by my husband Sid, that was told to him by Lester’s oldest boy, Dave.
The weather has turned balmy, from 40 below to 20 below. Lester is fully dressed as he leaves the house to feed the cattle. Warm toque, woolen coat, woolen mitts. After the first stack yard, off comes the toque. After the second yard, off comes the mitts. After the third yard, off comes the coat. So after the cattle are all fed, he’s back home. Next day, same thing all over again, new hat, new coat, new mitts. End of the day, back to the house; next day he knows he’s gonna have to go through all that again, but now there’s an additional problem: where’s my teeth? Lester always kept his teeth in a glass beside his bed. So Dave tells me, when Lester got riled, you didn’t want to be around. So, as Steve and Mike were looking for Lester’s teeth, Dave walks out on the porch, and there’s the dog–munching away on Lester’s top plate! So Dave says to himself, “Yeah, I mean, I think I’ll go shoot some squirrels!”
Sid has related lots of Lester Dorsey anecdotes to me, and he says there may be more to come, if only he can remember them! He says, “They don’t come any tougher than Lester! He could take a boiling pot of coffee off of the stove and drink it right down!”
