Huh? A book review? But books are a dying art form, slowly to be replaced by the Kindle and other similar devices until we're all ingesting what little literature we actually consume in pixelated form on tiny hand held computers.
Nay I say. Nay. Books are here to stay, perhaps only as a niche in the future, enjoyed by the few who cherish the comfort and tactile pleasure that comes with handling a book, seeing the words in ink, the cathartic act of turning the page, the feel of the page on your fingers as you turn it. Perhaps books won't be appreciated by the masses in the future, but they'll always be around, and they'll certainly be in my life.
If you enjoy "slice of life" tales and peeks inside the inner workings of family life, and if you also are rejuvenated by an inspirational garden tale, you might like Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver. It's the kind of tale that makes me want to go back outside and touch the warm earth and lodge dirt again under my fingernails. Here's the full book review:
Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver
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