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Book Review: Blowing on Dandelions by Miralee Ferrell





I especially enjoy reading the longer books. My home library isn't crazy full of books like War and Peace, but I do have and read the full version of Gone With the Wind.

Blowing on Dandelions by Miralee Ferrell is a down-to-earth four hundred page book that sinks it's teeth into western pioneering community times. Just like Little House on the Prairie and Ann of Green Gables, this book addresses real life issues and doesn't hold back.

Katherine's strong spirit fueled her drive to keep up the boarding house she and her husband bought before he died. There were times when the work load and caring for her two daughters tested her strength, but she managed. 

Surprised to hear her mother would soon arrive for a visit, Katherine pushed away memories of their troublesome past. Her mother arrived announcing her trunks needed to be brought in and she needed to go to her room at once. One look at the number of trunks revealed the stressful truth, Momma came to stay.

The boarding house on the edge of town soon filled with other long term visitors including Micah and his son who arrived the night his livery and home burned down. The whole community gets involved with the mending of broken relationships. 

The strength of this book is the brightly woven voice of each character. We understand how tween Lucy and teen Zach view the guests in the house. Francine, Kathrerine's mother, presents her take on the inefficiencies of the boarding house and the way Katherine raises her daughters. Each guest's realistic view paints the canvas of this story into a three dimensional work. This said, parts of the story will be difficult to read, but that is only because they are accurately portrayed.

Tragedy,  triumphs, misunderstandings, and compassions weave the stories in this first book of a series about a western mining town located in Oregon. If you like stories that aren't afraid to paint a real picture, then you will enjoy Blowing on Dandelions by Miralee Ferrell

I received Blowing on Dandelions by Miralee Ferrell as a self purchase and received no monetary compensation for a favorable review. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission's 16 CFR, Part 255: "Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising."

Comments

bonton said…
Really like the story line of this book - I enjoy reading books with layers of dysfunction & seeing how relationships are healed.
Then this definitely is the book for you. I really did like it. :)
I enjoyed your review! I've read this book and really liked it!
Hi Melissa!
Welcome.
I don't know about you, but I enjoyed blazing through the pages. It really is a nice story.
thanks so much for stopping by and chatting with us.

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