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http://bermudaonion.wordpress.com Gyrovagus a vagrant monk who wandered from one monastery to another.  http://dictionary.com Comfort: "She would think of the recipes for poultices or decoctions . Some were complex and required a great deal of thinking, thinking that left little room for sadsome ideas about the death of her friend."   Decoction is a method of extraction by boiling of dissolved chemicals from herbal or plant ...Decoction involves first mashing and then boiling in water to take out oils, Decoction can be used to make herbal teas , teas , coffees , tinctures and similar solutions. http://www.wikipedia.org " She took her daily sip of the quassia infusion and began to calculate the number of days more she would have to sip and build up her tolerance to the herb."  Quassia 1. A tropical American shrub or small tree (Quassia amara) having bright scarlet flowers and yielding a fine-grained, yellowish-white wood.

This is a powerful novel about a female Psychology Professor in Massachusetts. She is married to John who works at Harvard in another department. She is the mother of three grown-up children who are either married, are starting a family or working to build a career. Alice's identity will change as her condition separates her from her career and from her family. She will be diagnosed with Early onset Alzheimer's Disease. I felt badly for Alice. It helped to learn about her willingness to fight this battle. She is a strong woman who never quits. She keeps striving to hold on to herself and to give back to those whom she loves and to new people who enter her life. It's very moving when she attends a graduation at Harvard. One of her students, Dan, is graduating. She is there for him. She doesn't remember him as an individual. Still, she's there to give hope and love to this student. I also felt very moved when she drew up a support group for people who were suff

http://shouldbereading.wordpress.com "The bread is so good, and the butter," said a coworker sitting next to Melody. "I used to make bread like this, but--"

http://bibliophilebythesea.blogspot.com "'Is it too soon to ask you out on a date?'" His voice cracked. Melody dropped the lanyard. Her stomach locked up, like she had just completed one of those crazy abs exercise videos. She didn't look up at Ned. Instead, she began stuffing the name card into the lanyard a little bit faster for a few seconds, trying to gather the courage to say what she really wanted to say. Unfortunately, the words she wanted to say couldn't come up past the pit of her throat. The words she wanted to say stuck in her throat like a blob of peanut butter.

www.bethfishreads.com I've never tasted a Chocolate Croissant. That's odd because I loved bakery pastries. We're going to get about three for tonight. I might look up a few recipes. The pastry pictured here looks difficult, I think. Will soon know. "Melody jogged up the stairs, trying to switch her thoughts to the cooking group tonight. The Chocolate Croissant Cooking Club started eight months ago, over hot cups of coffee with cream and a shared chocolate croissant, and they had been going strong every since....While they talked, they cooked a lot. Pasta dishes, fish entrees, soups, salads, desserts and chocolate. Especially chocolate."

"Since then, I've had tea with the Abercrombies, who live three doors down, Been to a backyard barbecue at Bob and Marlene's....a pool party at Barry and Jelinda's...had watermelon martinis at Julie's...took in a rose garden gathering at Sally's."http://fredasvoice.com http://www.fredasvoice.com/

My family is such a wonderful part of my life, the best part of my life. It just makes my heart wiggle to think that God planned my unique family especially for me long ago. I remember one day my teen-age son who is now a man drew me a rose. I didn't know he could draw so well. The rose was sketched with a charcoal pencil. It wasn't colored in so I was able to see each petal. I felt so proud. No, he didn't choose to become an artist, but it's never too late. His life is just beginning. He's a young man with a vision of spreading the Gospel.  Thinking of my family and this son in particular this morning makes me want to Praise The Lord loudly with a grateful heart. It bereaves my heart that I haven't said thank you and sung praises about my family more in the past. I know it's never too late. Today is a new beginning. (Proverbs 2:12-13)