Bel Canto, by Ann Patchett
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| A colorful sensational delight - both the fruit and the fermented product of the fruit - await the stalwart Literary Spirit! |
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| Gorgeous greens were the foundation for a refreshing chef's salad. Eating the salad made us feel less guilty for indulging in the blueberry tarts and limoncello gelato that came afterwards. |
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| My guilty pleasure. I. Can. Not. say no to warm bread and butter. Cora Lee, my thighs thank you. |
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| Okay, so a little slow moving, but lyrical. Can two people fall in love in the absence of a common language? Sally's answer: "Their common language was Braille." |
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| Anne, contemplating the next book club choice: Lolita? Ayn Rand? Barbara Cartland? |
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| Cory, providing the necessary modeling for the remote photo shoot. And what a good job she does, too. |
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| Anne and Cory in their natural habitat. :) |
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| It's kind of hard to blindly aim a camera without looking into the viewfinder. TAKE ONE. |
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| TAKE TWO. |
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| TAKE THREE. Not quite right. |
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| And here we are: Six of Seven Spirits. What a good looking bunch. |
Our next meeting (wherein we'll imbibe Watermelon Kisses and get tattoos - don't worry; photos to follow):
Saturday, April 26, 2014
10:00 a.m.
Anne's House
The Enchanted April, by Elizabeth Van Arnim
And our next meeting after that:
Friday, May 9, 2014 May 23, 2014
6:00 p.m.
Jackie's House
6:00 p.m.
Jackie's House
The Name of the Wind, by Patrick Rothfuss
