I just ordered "Foster" and I see it has very good ratings. I'm nearly finished with my chemist lady book, and will be ready for a new read. Much love, Mom
Is "Foster" a novel? I'm currently reading a very funny book about a woman chemist in the 1950s attempting to make a living in that man's world. Such outsmarts the lot!
True about not leaving food in cars unless you have one of the newer bear-proof (or maybe resistant) food storage units. Oregon and Washington have bears, as well, but Alaska is home for bears, truly.
It was rather funny with your Dad keeping meticulous notes on any and all vandalism attacks in Alaska when every road sign, picnic bench, lavatory toilets and sinks, and anything else was shot throgh with guns. Kind of hopeless, as the Alaskan men treat the wilderness as their personal playgrounds, and most of the younger men have multiple guns. How I hate guns. Your Dad gave up on hunting after his father died.
Where do I find "Foster?" Your bear story is so charming I told Burl about it. I learned about bears when I did my Vandalism in the Forest study for the US Forest Service in 1982-1983. We had mountains of bears in Alaska, and your Dad and I were camping out. After viewing one particular black bear who would not leave the camping area, I think we made a dash for it and slept in our rental car. Not an easy job by any means. Did I tell you that Dad was my "research assistant," so his expenses could be written off on our taxes?
Mama bears may be small, but they can be ferocious with cubs! I loved the bear story, and only regret that they destroyed crops and fences. They can be dangerous if they decide to attack, so beware! Always love the Irish notes, especially about the family of origin. You were the Quiet Girl, indeed, but always sweet dispositioned as you negotiated the usual family chaos.
Wow, a bear running through the garden... sounds slightly scary. We only had the occasional fox and deer crossing the land before we fenced it. And the fence happened due to the neighbour's sheep wrecking havoc three times during one summer in our entire garden, eating trees, bushes and any beg they could chew...
I can't figure out "Foster," but the woman chemist was delightful. Our reader's group thought she could be on the spectrum with her rigidity. I rejected that idea. I think her childhood experiences taught her the value of holding firm. She is unusual though, for any time period.
Goodness!
And all I have to worry about is keeping rabbits out of the vegetable garden!
A great story to read and as well, I'm off to have a look at the little novella and your own backlist. Cheers!
Hi Sue,
I just ordered "Foster" and I see it has very good ratings. I'm nearly finished with my chemist lady book, and will be ready for a new read. Much love, Mom
Is "Foster" a novel? I'm currently reading a very funny book about a woman chemist in the 1950s attempting to make a living in that man's world. Such outsmarts the lot!
Well said, Susan. I think he also felt that he didn't want to kill anything, especially after his father died.
Much love,
Mom
Hi Sue,
True about not leaving food in cars unless you have one of the newer bear-proof (or maybe resistant) food storage units. Oregon and Washington have bears, as well, but Alaska is home for bears, truly.
It was rather funny with your Dad keeping meticulous notes on any and all vandalism attacks in Alaska when every road sign, picnic bench, lavatory toilets and sinks, and anything else was shot throgh with guns. Kind of hopeless, as the Alaskan men treat the wilderness as their personal playgrounds, and most of the younger men have multiple guns. How I hate guns. Your Dad gave up on hunting after his father died.
Where do I find "Foster?" Your bear story is so charming I told Burl about it. I learned about bears when I did my Vandalism in the Forest study for the US Forest Service in 1982-1983. We had mountains of bears in Alaska, and your Dad and I were camping out. After viewing one particular black bear who would not leave the camping area, I think we made a dash for it and slept in our rental car. Not an easy job by any means. Did I tell you that Dad was my "research assistant," so his expenses could be written off on our taxes?
Your bear story has me on the edge of my seat, Susan! I'm looking forward to further installments.
Mama bears may be small, but they can be ferocious with cubs! I loved the bear story, and only regret that they destroyed crops and fences. They can be dangerous if they decide to attack, so beware! Always love the Irish notes, especially about the family of origin. You were the Quiet Girl, indeed, but always sweet dispositioned as you negotiated the usual family chaos.
Wow, a bear running through the garden... sounds slightly scary. We only had the occasional fox and deer crossing the land before we fenced it. And the fence happened due to the neighbour's sheep wrecking havoc three times during one summer in our entire garden, eating trees, bushes and any beg they could chew...
I can't figure out "Foster," but the woman chemist was delightful. Our reader's group thought she could be on the spectrum with her rigidity. I rejected that idea. I think her childhood experiences taught her the value of holding firm. She is unusual though, for any time period.