In this book of 22 essays, Kingsolver brings her keen eye and wit to issues as diverse as motherhood, a museum of relics from an atomic bomb, and relationships between humans and animals. Thought provoking but not preachy.

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Sending to you as part of the NJ and NYC Nice Challenge RABCK. Enjoy with greetings from the Garden State!

Received in the mail on Christmas Eve! From someone very thoughtful who lives in NJ! Thank you so much! I'll read this book soon.

I am about a third into this collection of essays. I am enjoying the book so much. I am reading this as part of Plum's Sea theme reading for July 2010. I'll return to add a JE about my thoughts regarding the rest of the book. I think I'll be releasing this at our book group meeting on July 20th at Panera in Cedar Hill, TX. I'm sure the book will float around our book group members for a while before I release it either via the mail or into the wild.
Thanks so much wildflower!

On a journey to sunny CA! Enjoy!
Hope you'll decide to join bookcrossing if you are not already a member. If you would be so kind as to journal this book's continuing journey after you finish it, I would really appreciate it.
Happy Hunting!

Thank you, Jayebirck, for the surprise RABCKs. Barbara Kingsolver is one of my favorite authors, so I'm very interested in reading this collection of essays.

A collection of pieces in which the author explores her trademark themes of family, community, ecology, and the relationship of humans with animals and their proper places in nature. She also shows her liberal leanings in a couple of essays about war and social justice.

But no matter what she’s talking about, I feel her passion. Here are a couple of passages that illuminate her vivid descriptions:

“How is a child to find the way to her own belliefs, unless she can stuff her pockets with all the truths she can find - - whether she finds them on a library shelf or in a friend’s warm, strange-smelling kitchen.”

“Once, in August, I saw a tussle in the reeds that turned out to be two bull snakes making a meal of the same frog. Their dinner screeched piteously while the snakes’ heads inched slowly closer together, each of them engulfing a drumstick, until there they were at last, nose to scaly nose. I watched with my knuckles in my mouth, anxious to see whether they would rip the frog in two like a pair of pants. As it turned out, they were nowhere near this civilized. They lunged and thrashed, their long bodies scrawling whole cursive alphabets into the rushes, until one of the snakes suddenly let go and curved away.”

Sending to lisabb2 in Louisiana as part of a trade.

Got in the mail today...thank you! Looking forward to reading this!

An interesting collection of essays covering diverse topics.

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