Want a little reprieve from the heavier material you’ve been reading lately? This is the book. It is so much fun and a quick read. After all, it is a chapter book for middle grades. But I don’t quite know how to intrigue you without giving spoilers. Here is the blurb, even it has spoilers I wouldn’t have included.
“Tuesday and Zed Furst are perfectly normal children with perfectly strange parents. Their father won’t discuss his job, their mother never leaves the house without her guard dog, and the topic of the family tree is off limits.
When a last minute “business trip” gets the adults out of the way, Zed and Tuesday decide to get to the bottom of things once and for all. Too bad some thugs with shape-shifting weapons have other ideas. Their escape leaves them trapped in the modern-meets-medieval Falinnheim, where everyone insists their father is a disgraced fugitive. They hope whoever is leaving them coded clues may have some answers, but they’re not sure they’re going to like what they learn.
If they ever want to see their parents again, they’ll need the help of a smuggler with a broken compass, their unusually talented dog, some extremely organized bandits, and a selection of suspiciously misquoted nursery rhymes.
Zed and Tuesday may not have all the answers, but one thing is certain: when it comes to normal, everything is relative.”
Add to the adventure the great narration by Ivy Tara Blair in this Audible version, and you will be in a place of pure enjoyment.
I don’t remember how I heard about these books, but I am already reading the second. I love the characters and how they go about solving the mysteries around them.
I typed POGONIP into my browser. The above images and definitions are some of what came up.
Description
Ice fog is a type of fog consisting of fine ice crystals suspended in the air. It occurs only in cold areas of the world, as water droplets suspended in the air can remain liquid down to −40 °C. It should be distinguished from diamond dust, a precipitation of sparse ice crystals falling from a clear sky. Wikipedia
The word pogonip is a meteorological term used to describe an uncommon occurrence: frozen fog. The word was coined by Native Americans to describe the …
The meaning of POGONIP is a dense winter fog containing frozen particles that is formed in deep mountain valleys of the western U.S.. Did you know?
Dec 11, 2018 — The National Weather Service says that pogonip can also present itself as a dense fog that occurs during the winter months, containing suspended …
1968 DARE FW Addit NV, Pogonip . . [ˈpɑgənɪp]—A fog that freezes onto trees and bushes. When you see a fog in the mountains in winter, “there will be pogonip in …
noun A frozen fog, formed in the coldest weather in the mountain valleys of Idaho, Nevada, and Colorado. When inhaled it often produces severe pulmonary trouble …
Jan 2, 2018 — The term — popularized in part by The Old Farmer’s Almanac, which sometimes cautions “Beware the Pogonip” — describes a wintertime cold spell …
Pogonip definition, an ice fog that forms in the mountain valleys of the western U.S.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ see the rabbit hole it can take you down? Anyway fog makes stagnant air so we still can’t burn trash. But here’s the beauty from my living room window:
Pogonip on the icicle.
Early morning pogonip on the mesquite.
Pogonip on the fence.
Pogonip on the rails of the porch.
No new snow but it is so much higher than yesterday. Pogonip.
Pogonip fog so thick you can barely see the driveway. And even the icicles have the pogonip crystals.
Pogonip on the sagebrush. The snow is already too deep for Kali. Oh, and pogonip on the badminton net nextdoor. POGONIP on the mesquite bushes makes it look like we’ve had more snow . But we haven’t.
What a delightful bedtime book! Especially the Audible version with January LaVoy narrating. The stories are short enough to do one a night. Normally, I don’t like short stories. But after reading Braiding the Sweetgrass, this felt similar enough not to feel a shock but an excellent way to hear stories of love.
AND the book comes with knitting patterns—even the Audible. I picked up the PDFs and printed them to my knitting folders. I can’t wait to try some of these. Although, I think a few are way beyond my abilities. But the way knitting is woven into the stories is captivating. I’m sorry to be finished with the reading.
If you are unaware of Alice Hoffman, she is the author of Practical Magic, among many others. She writes with the pen of a poet. This particular book is co-authored with her sister. What fun that must have been.
Per Linda:Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with or contains ‘cel.’” Find a word that begins with or contains “cel” and use it in your post any way you’d like. Have fun!
Cellphone ready. While others share the cellular leaf changes resulting in reds and gold’s, here in the Oregon Outback, in a high desert town called Christmas Valley we skip Spring and Fall and move from Summer to Santa’s Winter.
Poor Kali can’t go out and play. It’s so deep she wouldn’t be able to move.
This may be my most favorite book ever. And I highly recommend the audio version as the author narrates with a beautiful poetic voice that is both relaxing to listen to and exciting.
My Unitarian Universalist book group chose this book. And though I didn’t join the book club, I couldn’t resist the read. Once I got started, I never wanted to quit!
I found this on Libby, and though I still have the Epilogue to finish tonight, I felt ready to review it for all of you.
Stories about indigenous peoples, their origin stories, and spirituality always intrigue me. This gave all that depth to my soul.
I have to admit that I couldn’t listen to this book if I were too tired at bedtime as I was charmed right to sleep and had to re-listen to whole chapters the next day, but it was worth it. I will try to buy both the paper book and my own copy of the Audible version, as I would love to reread this with the book in front of me. Now I almost wish I were part of the discussion. I am sure will result from other minds engaging in this great book.
Did I say this already? I bet I did because it’s true. I highly recommend this book!
Just 7 inches from the toes. I’m so excited to have learned to divide for the heel, then turn heel, then I shaped the gusset and now it’s stockinette (straight knitting) until the toes. Wah hoo! And I’m ready with yarn and more Double pointed needles for the fiancés socks.
My bathroom is nearly done. I’ll probably have to shower at least once in the guys’ restroom. Ugh! I’ve hated being so scattered, my stuff is everywhere and I had to schlep between my room and their restroom work bags of stuff.
And our poor kitty, Teddy has been having troubles, teeth and blood sugars so my husband has taken the trip through the mountains to the vet to take care of him.
Not to mention, Kali is still getting older and having a hard time with all of it. So lack of sleep is playing hard against ambition.
So I’m trying to be kind to myself for being about a day behind on NaNoWriMo, Reflexion about the Pensées family. So the word count
This is what today looked like on the only day for the medical team to drive 150 miles. Treacherous drive over mountain passes. Here’s what it looked like here:
Look at the blue sky!
At the community health center looking toward the park.
The park
The park
Here’s the crazy orange moon close to the horizon giving a street light competition.
Not the clearest picture. It was cold and I was standing on a pile of snow in Crocs. Okay. Dumb.
Jennifer at Willow West gave me another lesson. I’m learning to ‘turn a heel ‘. I’m so distractible that even counting to 13 I got lost. I blame the pretty Christmas music. It’s why I can’t do music as background. I tend to sing, quietly, in my head when I’m supposed to be paying attention to the lesson.
Look at that cute little heel turning on the left end.
I’m torn. I want to keep knitting, but it’s time for NaNoWriMo!
Thank you, Jennifer. You are a patient teacher! ❤️🤗
Oh, and for those keeping watch on word count:
The story got fun last night. I watched Avenue 5 and the spaceship antics feed my muse.
Kali still lives playing in the snow. All her footprints from running up and down the steps and driveway. As old and feeble as she seems, some things still seem to make her happy.
We’re currently at 27.
Cold nights ahead
Almost done. Maybe by the weekend?
Flexee fine-gauge loom socks nearly ready for the white heel. Very soft wool.
Double pointed needles. First time. Needed lessons for heel. Got the first part done. Hope I can get over for my lesson tomorrow to finish the heels. Then I’ll probably need help with the toes. I hope to get more of this yarn to make a smaller pair.
Bamboo yarn on CinDWood sock looms. Heading for the leg, then cuff.
My experimental HiyaHiya Fliers sock. These are so thin I can only do a row or two before my hands tire.
Time to get busy. I should have 11,669. And I still need to do Duolingo for the day.
Working on my series: Haven.
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Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
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