Monday, March 23, 2026

Hallowed Deadly Seeds (adult chiller)

     "How was she supposed to stop stressing? She was under house arrest in a murderous cult town with guards monitoring her residence around the clock. Leaving would have been challenging enough before the whipping, but now it seemed impossible. On top of that, the townsfolk had dragged Andy off to torture him, and who knew how badly he was injured?"
     Are you a true chiller affecianado? Can you deal with the hard core stuff like a murderous cult town? If you are and haven't yet read Amber Hathaway's Little White Flowers, this is a perfect time to do so. You see, the second book in the Little White Flowers trilogy, Hallowed Deadly Seeds, is about to drop in June. 
     Yes, Amber is inviting you back through the dark, tangled Maine forest whose nocturnal predatory beasts should be the least of your worries. Back to the town that sanity has forgotten where generations have lived (and died) by a cruel false theology that makes Cotton Mathers' Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God look tame in comparison, where every summer innocent children are slaughtered in a ceremony to appease their deity, where when misfortunes occur people attribute them to witchcraft, and where lovely flowers carry horrific messages. 
     In Little White Flowers siblings Alice and Andy, University of Maine undergraduates, have been sent by their parents to Evanston after their grandmother's death to prep an ancestral home for sale. Their concerns were physical labor, boredom, and spotty wifi--nothing major. 
     They quickly learned that they weren't in Penobscot County anymore. Forget wifi--the denizens didn't have land lines!
     With the exception of Riley, a young man who became quite smitten with Alice, the townsfolk didn't really take to the siblings. They saw too many red flags. Alice and Andy were strangers, didn't dress like Victorians, and were not fans of patriarchy. When they learned too many of the town's secrets Alice barely escaped death by claiming (falsely) to be pregnant with Riley's baby. 
     As Hallowed Deadly Seeds begins Alice and Andy are alive but far from out of the woods. To legitimize the pregnancy it has been decreed that Riley and Alice marry. The townsfolk are taking no chances. Armed guards stationed around their house to thwart any escape attempts. Talk about a shotgun wedding!
     There's a problem. Andy is running out of Suboxone, a medicine that the town doctor certainly won't have. 
     And when the wife of a prominent citizen becomes unexplainably deathly ill the wedding is put off another week with the guard duty extended. 
     In addition to illnesses the town is undergoing mysterious tribulations. Fires destroy two of the town's most important buildings. There are two theories. Either God is punishing the townsfolk for their sins or witches are working their evil. Some men have decided to take matters into their own alcohol fueled hands. To escape Alice, Andy, and Riley will have to avoid not only the official law enforcers, but the self appointed witch hunters...
     ...if it's at all possible. 
     Hallowed Deadly Seeds builds seamlessly on the foundation laid in Little White Flowers. The characters and settings become so familiar that you'll feel like you are with Alice, Andy, and Riley in their house with armed sentries stationed outside, in the church at the bizarre wedding rehearsal, and by their side in their frantic dash for freedom. 
     An insight I was struck with while writing this review was how believably Amber describes a cult mentality. I was never in a cult. But my sister was in and out of them. After surviving spinal meningitis Harriet was visibly different. Neurotypical people (adults as well as kids, were very cruel. The Fundamentalist/cultist congregations were the only ones that not only accepted but cherished and valued her, where she felt that she belonged and mattered. 
     In some getting slain in the spirit was so common nurses were at all services and speaking in tongues considered essential for salvation. Some were Rapture centered, focused on preparing to be worthy of being swooped up to heaven rather being left on a doomed Earth. 
     When Mom, her great aunt Bland, and Harriet moved to rural North Carolina I spent the summer there with them helping them settle in. In her new church women wore long sleeved floor length dresses in the summer heat, gender roles were ultra conservative, and parents were ultra vigilant in shielding their children from "herecies" like evolution. I'm pretty sure that they home schooled. 
     Just one more disturbing cult story. A woman was pregnant with a long awaited child when her fetus was diagnosed with a tragic genetic defect. It would die by eighteen months and in its time on earth never know a moment of consciousness. If she terminated the pregnancy the church (her family) would kick her out.
     And those were cults embedded in the larger world. Can you imagine those isolated from society for generations? Actually you don't have to. Let Amber take you there.
On a purrrsonal note, the view from my windows is dismal. After melting away the snow ❄️ has returned. Everything is coated in white. Eugene is out there plowing. 
A great big shout out goes out to my favorite chiller author (Amber of course), the libraries and book stores that carry her work, and her quickly growing reader community. 
Jules Hathaway 
     




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Sunday, March 22, 2026

The adorable Squishmallow elephant

Eugene bought me yesterday when he went grocery shopping 🛍. 



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My Friday Goodwill haul

Cat Halloween shirt, Squishmallow hoodie, sequined leggings, and Squishmallow 🦁. 



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Saturday, March 21, 2026

The Civil War of Amos Abernathy (juvenile fiction)

     Amos, protagonist of Michael Leali's The Civil War of Amos Abernathy, has for much of his young life has been a volunteer historical reenactor at the Chickaree County Living History Park. As you can probably guess, he's a real history buff. 
     Amos has a most unusual penpal. Much of his narrative is written in the form of letters to Albert D. J. Cashier, a Civil War Union soldier who probably in this century would have identified as trans. Amos is gay. He's beginning to think the park is telling only part of the story. There must have been LGBTQ+ people in the 19th century. He's seriously researching to learn more about them and gain representational inclusion in a space that's become very important to him. 
     Unfortunately there are people who don't want this to happen, including a wealthy, influential person who is threatening to cut off funding for the park if this "inappropriate" content is included. Amos's mom, as director of the park, is caught between her need to keep it solvent and her loyalty to her son.
     As if that's not confusing enough Amos has a crush on a boy, Ben, who is giving confusing and contradicting vibes. 
     Leali was nearly thirty when he finally took his mother's advice: write what you know. He's had the experiences of being afraid to come out (Ben) and being openly gay and proud (Amos). For years he was a young nineteenth century historical reenactor. 
     But to fill out the story he had to do massive amounts of research which also enabled to make up a list of resources for readers who want to learn more.
     Although Amos and the other twentieth century characters are fictional, Albert D. J. Cashier was very real.
On a purrrsonal note, yesterday was the first day of calendar spring. It was warm enough out for me to take a 4 bus Goodwill/Hannaford run. At Goodwill I was so excited to see the stuffed animals on shelves instead of in deep bins. I got a 🦁 Squishmallow, a Halloween 🐈 😻 🐈‍⬛️ 😺 🐱 😸 shirt, a Squishmallow hoodie, and sequin covered leggings that will be purrrfect for drag or cosplay. At Hannaford I got fruit and veggies. Last night we got a sprinkling of ❄️. It had melted by 10 this morning, but more is on the way. But I'm glad I'm in Maine, not Texas. According to the meteorologists they're having dangerously hot temps in March!?!
A great big shout out goes out to all the Goodwill and Hannaford workers who make shopping there such a good experience. 
Jules Hathaway 



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Friday, March 20, 2026

Veggie Cheerios

This is the box Eugene brought home. When I start eating it I'll give you my opinion. 



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What I'm reading

This is the cover of Hallowed Deadly Seeds, the second book in the Little White Flowers trilogy. It's scheduled to drop in June. Isn't the cover art chilling? Amber and I agree that it really captures the spirit of the narrative. If you're a chiller affecianado you won't want to miss out. If you haven't read the first book, Little White Flowers, read it first. It will really get you familiar with the characterd and their relationships. 



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Thursday, March 19, 2026

All the Way Around the Sun (YA fiction)

     Xixi Tian's All the Way Around the Sun is a poignant and engaging narrative about a girl, Stella, grieving the loss of her only brother and feeling alone in her grief. The pressures to keep up her grades and finish her college applications seem both meaningless and overwhelming. 
     Stella and her older brother, Sam, had lived in their native China, being raised by their grandmother, for the first eight years of her life while their parents established themselves in America. When they arrive in America their parents are strangers to them. Sam is the one who can best live up to their great expectations, especially when he is accepted to Harvard...
    ...Where he dies in his dorm his first year...
     ...Nobody is there to help Stella cope with her loss. Her parents don't talk about the family tragedy. They haven't told her grandmother about Sam's death. And just before her second semester of senior year the family moves across the country to California where she doesn't know anyone...
     ...except Alan who was her best friend back in the Midwest until he seemingly ditched her...
     ...Now Stella's parents are pushing her to get her college applications in on time. Unable to take her on a California colleges tour, guess who they enlist to be her escort.
     The truth is Stella is afraid to go to college. Sam did and look what happened. 
On a purrrsonal note, March break is drawing to an end. It's featured marginally to truly crappy weather. Of the excursions I've planned for the week, I should be able to pull off one tomorrow--a field trip to Hannaford with a side trip to Goodwill. I've mostly stayed to home with precious Tobago. I've made two trips to Orono Public Library and visited Amber to pick up my advance readers copy of the second book in her Little White Flowers trilogy which is scheduled to drop this June. Of course I'll review it way before. 
Amusing story: Eugene picked up some groceries after work yesterday. He had these veggie Cheerios. WTF? I expect cereal to be sweet or neutral, not tasting like beets or broccoli. It says it's fruit flavored, just contains veggie powder. I'm willing to try it. I'll let you know what it's like.
Yesterday was drivers' appreciation day on the community connector bus system. For me every day I get on a bus 🚌 is drivers' appreciation 💗 day and I show it with candy.
A great big shout out goes out to all our fabulous, hardworking bus drivers. 
Jules Hathaway 



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Wednesday, March 18, 2026

Zen gardens

I've always been a fan of miniatures, maybe because when it comes to size I'm way out on the minus tail on the bell shaped curve. I love anything tiny and beautiful--doll house furnishings and food, insects and spiders, advent calendar Squishmallows... So when I discovered zen gardens in '24 I was all in. I've made three so far. I made the first in '24 not that long after the stroke. I made the middle one last semester and added a ceramic duck some tabling sorority women gave me. The third I just now created with miniature shells. I'd acquired little bags full at a yard sale during the pandemic. I have them on my desk. They make me happy. 



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Joy journal

Here are a couple more pages.



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Tuesday, March 17, 2026

So Many Years (picture book)

     Almost one third of Texans were enslaved until June 19, 1865 when Union Major General Gordon Granger announced the freedom of formerly enslaved people. That day became a day of celebration in Texas. In 2021 Juneteenth finely became a national holiday. 
     Anne Wynter helps children understand how momentous the change was in a series of llustrated contrasts. "How would you eat after so many years of making your meals from scraps? How would you dance after so many years of working through waves of pain?"
     If parents discuss the pictures that accompany the text with their kids it can be quite a learning experience. 
On a purrrsonal note, yesterday when I was running errands it was 🌧. Everywhere I went people were saying, "Thank goodness it isn't ❄️ a sentiment with which I highly concur. Don't get me wrong. We aren't out of the woods yet. We always seem to get more of the white stuff in April. But for now the lawns on my street are snow free with some grass coming up. And the spring equinox is right around the corner. 
A great big shout out goes out to you, my readers with best wishes for a happy St. Patrick's Day.
Jules Hathaway 

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Monday, March 16, 2026

Joy journal

Here's another couple of pages.
I'm about to head out to the library for a necessary errand. I'm hoping to get there and back before the predicted rain. At least it isn't predicted snow. I'm so over winter!!!



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Neighborhood Watch

Precious Tobago keeping an eye on a suspicious looking truck. Between her and Romeo (a handsome tuxedo outdoor feline 🐈) they keep our street pretty safe.



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Sunday, March 15, 2026

Twilight of American Sanity (adult nonfiction)

     Allen Francis, MD begins his prologue to Twilight of American Sanity: A Psychiatrist Analyzes The Age of Trump with a quite fitting quote from Nietzsche: "Insanity in individuals is somewhat rare. But in groups, parties, nations, and epochs, it is the rule." His premise is simple but profound: we have to shift our thinking from what's wrong with our current president to what compelled us to elect him and how to change before it's too late.
     He starts a chapter he calls Confronting the Facts of Life with the following challenge: "Ignorance is not bliss. What you don't know most certainly can hurt you, often in the least expected and most devastating of ways. Compelling evidence indicates that our world is marching blindly into a perfect storm of irreversible catastrophes. Absent urgent corrective action, it will soon be game over for our civilization, with no do-overs allowed."
     And what are these Catastrophes? How about:
*environmental degradation;
*rampant population growth;
*depletion of the world's resources;
*gross inequality;
*unequally distributed medical care;
*too much military aggression;
*racist isolationism;
And *a whole lot more, none of which will be addressed with Trump and his cronies in power.
     The bulk of the book provides an in depth discussions of all the elements that could have played a role in our nation's poor election decision making: biological, evolutionary, psychological, and social and the myths (i.e. American exceptionalism) that could have come into play. This is pretty heavy reading...
     ...especially because Twilight of American Sanity was written during the first Trump regime and things are now so much worse...
     ...But fortunately Frances remains reasonably optimistic and fills us in on things we must do individually and collectively to turn things around before it's too late. 
     This is not an easy or comforting to perused. But for people who grasp the enormity of the crisis and are determined to be part of the solution it's a must read. 
On a purrrsonal note, these days if you're anything like me it's hard to keep up with the news. I've never experienced a more frightening time in my 74 years on this earth. But we must because if we don't, as Francis warns, game over.
A great big shout out goes out to all people who read this book and do their best to follow its advice. 
Jules Hathaway 


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Saturday, March 14, 2026

☕️

And my friend Natalie really appreciated her treat.



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Coffee

Yesterday SWell had a popular coffee and energy drink event. Caffeine being taboo for me, I didn't partake. Sadness. But I had fun being paparazzi. My friend Bailey was one of the drink mixers.


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Friday, March 13, 2026

Every Day I Read (adult nonfiction)

     I was about to settle into my bedtime reading. But I was about one hundred pages into Twilight of American Sanity, a nonfiction volume that makes Stephen King's Cujo look like Lassie in contrast. No way was I going to contemplate that level of horror with darkness fallen. I'm too much a fan of nightmare free sleep. So I stuffed that book into my backpack and perused my inter library loan stash where I found the perfect bedtime book: Hwang Bo-Reum's Every Day I Read.
     "I hope to become stronger, to stand firm by my convictions, and to become a more mature person. Someone neither arrogant nor naive. Someone who can be honest about my feelings, yet not let emotions overwhelm me. I want to see the world, to better understand others." 
     That's Bo-Reum's answer to the question: what do I hope to get out of books? Have you ever stopped to ask yourself that question? If not, how about trying? You may be surprised what you discover. It would be a truly awesome ice breaker for a book club.
     Every Day I Read: 53 Ways to Get Closer To Books is a series of reflections on the experience of reading. What do I want to get out of books?/Why do I read? is one she frequently comes back to, always with a fresh insight. Some of her other topics include:
*reading beyond best sellers;
*visiting the library;
*participating in book clubs;
*choosing books instead of the internet;
*finding life-changing reads:
*reading to suit different moods;
and so many more.
     If I were to choose two adjectives to describe Every Day I Read they would be gentle and engaging. I chose gentle because of the warmth and welcome in her writing. I say engaging because there is something for everyone from the novice wanting to get into reading to the long term bibliophile wishing to think recursively on the reading experience. 
On a purrrsonal note, it's the last day before March break and the UMaine campus is rapidly emptying. There were some pretty cool activities. My favorite was a dinner Black Bear Mutual Aid Fund and Wilson (interfaith) Center put on at Wilson. Dining there is a beautiful experience for people with dietary restrictions. You can see the recipes and know what goes into the food, unlike in restaurants. They served 3 kinds of pasta (an Alfredo, a vegan with lots of colorful veggies, and a kind with peaches) and soup--all homemade!!! Absolutely delicious. 
A great big shout out goes out to my fellow Black Bear Mutual Aid Fund members and the Wilson Center crew.
Jules Hathaway 


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Thursday, March 12, 2026

Oldest critters in my collection

The pajama clad bear with a baby bear comes from a mall in Virginia. My beloved Uncle Ken bought it for me in 1986. I visited him after my father died. He said I could pick anything I wanted, thinking I'd choose clothes. I picked something I'd love the rest of my life. It was the last time I saw Uncle Ken. I found the little bear in a Rockport, Massachusetts thrift shop in 1984 for $3. Later that year an antique dealer offered me $300 for him. Of course I just said no.



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Wednesday, March 11, 2026

The Moon Without Stars (juvenile fiction)

     In her author's note for The Moon Without Stars Chanel Miller says: "Ask any adult if they remember middle school, and you'll realize they're carrying memories that profoundly shaped their sense of self. We can recall that exciting and achy time; enduring small humiliations, strengthening our perspectives, scavenging for bits of confidence, laughing uncontrollably, hurting from rejection, and wondering if who we were becoming was enough."
     The charm of the narrative is that it embodies that time in life marked by new experiences and surroundings when small events take on oversized significance, emotions can shift so suddenly, and misunderstandings and mistakes seem impossible to come back from. It's an Are You, God? It's Me, Margaret. for the twenty-first century. 
     Luna starts middle school content to be in the background with only one friend, Scott, her long time bestie. Then a series of events gives her a chance to bond with the popular girls. She enjoys spending time with her new friends and ditches Scott. When the girls turn against her she's painfully alone. 
     And first menstruation plays a major role. 
     The Moon Without Stars is a wonderful read for girls starting or not far from starting middle school because Luna's experience will be very relatable and engaging, hopefully showing them they're not alone in awkwardness and uncertainty. 
On a purrrsonal note, before I went from elementary school to junior high my world fell apart. My sister, Harriet, became severely brain damaged from spinal meningitis. My parents' marriage became even more dysfunctional. My mom became totally invested in getting Harriet back to normal. I became invisible in my own home. A week or so before I started high school we moved to a much bigger city. I had to give up not only my home, my ocean, my community, and my friends 💔 😢, but my beloved animal companions including my ocelot. Not good transitions. 
Yesterday the weather was gorgeous. At least in the 50s with abundant sunshine. I was able to work outside in shorts and a tee shirt 👕. First time this year. I saw my first spider, a cute, tiny yellow one. And some of my last year's flowers are trying to bloom again. 
A great big shout out goes out to my readers. I'm sure many of you are as eager for spring as I am.
Jules Hathaway 


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Tuesday, March 10, 2026

New dress

This is the new dress I wore for an event last week. Isn't it gorgeous? I wore a sweater with it because it's still winter.




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Tattoo

Well here it is. I think it's a beauty. Rob does such good work! 



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Monday, March 9, 2026

Fake Skating (YA romance)

     If you're in need or want of an engaging YA romance that will keep you in suspense because there are a lot of twists and you really care about whether the protagonists get together in the end you can't do better than Lynn Painter's Fake Skating. It's about a boy and a girl individually dealing with really stressful life circumstances. 
     Alec, nicknamed Zeus, is his school and town's great ice hockey 🏒 hope. The sport reigns supreme there. For all the times the Southview Packers have made playoffs they've never gone all the way. Everyone is counting on Zeus to provide the skills and the magic. It's his senior year. 
     He also feels that he's the only one who can pull his family out of the financial crisis they're in through no fault of their own. They're deep in medical debt from a car accident his father was in. His father can't work. Alec feels that making pro hockey is the only way they can pay off the debt and become financially stable. He is hiding a serious shoulder injury for fear it could derail his career.
     Dani has been a military brat, having to move frequently because of her father's career. Formerly outgoing, she was bullied in ninth grade and now is cynical and cautious, focusing on keeping schoolmates at a distance so they can't hurt her. Her parents have divorced. She and her mother have moved to the town her mother grew up in. 
     Until they were twelve Dani and her mother spent time in that town every summer. Dani and Alec were inseparable best friends...
     ...but a lot has happened in the intervening years. They both have changed a lot. And each feels betrayed by the other. Circumstances make it expeditious for them to fake a romance. After awhile they both want it to be real...
     ...But there is someone determined to prevent that from happening. 
     I was riding my exercise bike when I got near the end of the book. I was so unable to put the book down even though it meant extra cycling. That's how engaging Fake Skating is.
On a purrrsonal note, I feel so energized now that we're back on daylight savings time as of yesterday. Seeing it stay light out longer was so beautiful!!! Today temps are supposed to get into the 50s. Whole lotta snow gonna melt. Having lived in New England my whole life, I'm under no delusion that it's smooth sailing from now till next autumn. At least one more storm is guaranteed. But I enjoy the spring adjacent preview of coming attractions. 
Today I will get my fourth tattoo. Can't wait to share a picture with you.
A great big shout out goes out to the Canadian province that is now going with year round daylight savings time. Setting a great example for the rest of us.
Jules Hathaway 



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Saturday, March 7, 2026

Bittersweet (picture book)

     Christy Mandin's Bittersweet, based on true history, is a super book, having the power to  give younger readers and listeners insights into not only not so ancient world history but the evils of the times we're living in. 
     World War II had just ended. It must not seemed like that to the children of Berlin. Much of their city was in rubble. And many of the necessities of life were very hard to get...
     ...including food...
     ...Germany had been split up like a pie between the conquering nations. Berlin itself was split between East and West with blockages preventing food from being delivered by motor vehicles, trains, and boats to West Berlin. 
     The countries in charge of West Berlin de cided to fly food in. One of the pilots conducting this vital mission, a man named Gail, spoke to a bunch of kids. He had only two sticks of gum to share with them. But he promised them a surprise. He and his fellow pilots used their ration books to buy as much candy as possible. They dropped it from planes, using hankies as parachutes...
     ...They were violating military rules by flying secret missions...
    ...But when they were caught Gail was in for a real surprise. 
     In her author's note Mandin reminds readers that, "Unfortunately, this story isn't ancient history. In many places around the world today, from Palestine to Yemen, Ukraine to Israel, Myanmar to South Sudan, children are caught in the crossfires of conflicts they did not create. They face hunger, fear, displacement, and trauma on a scale that echoes the darkest chapters of history."
     In writing Bittersweet she was expressing her hope that the children of today can grow up to create a more just, compassionate world than the one we live in today...
     ...which is why it's a most excellent acquisition for public, school, and family libraries. 
On a purrrsonal note, Amber had a most excellent event Thursday night. Ampersand is a beautiful indie store in downtown Orono that sells the most wonderful array of products. It's legendary here. It's survived the pandemic and many less major crises such as, if I remember correctly, a flooded basement. The event was a book talk featuring four women authors (in honor of women's history month) and wine 🍷 tasting. The setting was perfect for intimacy. The hostessing was wonderful. Maddy from Orono Public Library, who was the moderator, asked open ended questions that elicited thoughtful, candid answers from the authors who also spoke spontaneously to each other. For a book loving future author it was purrrfect. And I got a lot of useful information, especially when the authors answered my question: what was the biggest obstacle you encountered in the road to getting published and how did you surmount it? I left so inspired and confident that I can follow in Amber's footsteps. 
A great big shout out goes out to all who facilitated and participated in that most excellent event. 
Jules Hathaway 

     



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Friday, March 6, 2026

Fun times

This is my friend Catherine concentrating on playing Jenga. I think it's one of the best candid shots I have of her. Between the puzzles, games, and refreshments a lot of people had a really good time. 



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Fun times

This is my favorite picture from the Wednesday event. They are deservedly proud of their accomplishment. That puzzle had very tiny pieces. Seeing such diligence in real life is totally inspiring to me.

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Thursday, March 5, 2026

The Dog Who Saved The Bees 🐝 (picture bees)

     We know dogs 🐕 can do really amazing things. They can help people with disabilities lead fulfilling, productive lives. They can locate avalanche survivors trapped under the snow. They can detect minute amounts of bad stuff like illegal drugs. They can locate people who go missing. 
     And when I read Stephanie Gibeault's The Dog Who Saved The Bees I learned another super power canine companions have. They can be trained to detect foulbrood, a highly contagious, fatal bee disease with no cure.
     Cybil was the apiary inspector for the Maryland Department of Agriculture. She had to inspect every shipped all over the country before they left the state...
     ...Shall we say that's an awful lot of hives? She heard that a trained sniffer dog would be a big help...
     ...But Mack, the dog she rescued from an abusive situation, proves to be impulsive and distractable. Can she possibly get him to focus enough to learn the skills necessary to pass the test?
     Mack is a gorgeous protagonist. The Dog Who Saved The Bees is sure to be a hit with dog loving kids.
     And it's so important for kids to know and care about and be invested in bees, considering their crucial role in food production and how endangered they are. This book could inspire some future entomologists.
Yesterday I was paparazzi for a really cool event that involved puzzles, games, fresh hot popcorn 🍿 😋 machine popcorn 🍿, 🍬 🍫 🍭, and soda. It drew a lot of people. Maybe the irresistible popcorn 🍿 aroma wafting through the union. I got lots of cool pictures. One couple put together an incredibly complex puzzle with tiny pieces. (In contrast my residually damaged brain 🧠 froze up on a simpler 300 piece puzzle because too many pieces were solid color background.) I insisted they get a prize.) I knew the candy and soda were off limits. I read the nutrition information for machine popcorn. It made me so sad. It's really hard to photograph an event where you can't eat or drink anything, especially when an enticing aroma is everywhere. 
I've got two major events to look forward to. Tonight my older daughter will be on a panel of authors at a local store. Tomorrow is a date yourself event catered by Olive Garden. 
A great big shout out goes out to all who participated in yesterday's event. 
Jules Hathaway 


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Wednesday, March 4, 2026

❄️

I'll be the first to admit that ❄️ can be beautiful and very photo worthy, especially whenever 🌳 are involved. And I like playing in the ❄️ with friends. Sledding and ❄️ sculpture are the cat's pajamas. It's the difficult commute that makes me winter weary. It ❄️ ed AGAIN last night and Eugene had to go out and plow a little after midnight. Fortunately he got home in time to give me a ride to campus. I have an event to be paparazzi for. I'm SUPER EXCITED for the event I'll be photographing Friday. It'll be catered by Olive Garden!!!



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Tuesday, March 3, 2026

The Lobster Lady (juvenile biography)

     Virginia Oliver is a truly memorable person. Young readers can meet her in Alexandra D. Heinrichs' The Lobster Lady. 
     In coastal Maine harvesting lobsters for a living is a multi generational tradition for many families. It isn't easy, safe, or predictable. But those who accept the challenges and solitude on the sea wouldn't want any other vocation. 
    That's how it was for Virginia. She was born in 1920 at her grandparents' house in Rockland. As a young child she became able to participate, hauling lobsters with her older brother. Can you believe she could solo pilot a boat on the Atlantic Ocean when she was only eight? And that was back when lobster harvesting was for the most part males only. 
     She married at seventeen and raised four children. She worked other jobs. But when the call of the sea became too strong to ignore she joined her husband on his lobster 🦞 boat. At 102 she was lobstering with her son with no intention of retiring. 
     It's a lively, intriguing narrative in its own right. But I see a very strong science connection. Climate change and related environmental damage and overfishing are making 🦞 harvesting an increasingly precarious profession. For kids in coastal states who want to learn more it can make what for too many of us is an an abstraction--nothing to do with me--a clear and tangible reality that they can help fight.
     Virginia is a real inspiration to me. I'll try my best to still be helping my beloved undergraduates survive and thrive and know that their lives have meaning when I'm 102.
On a purrrsonal note,  I owe my readers an apology for not posting for three days. I wasn't being lazy. I had a problem with my smartphone that was beyond my expertise level so I had to wait to see my best friend, Lisa Morin, for tech help. It took her about ten minutes. 
I hope you had a good weekend. I did despite my lack of electronic access. Eugene was up at camp where he did some 🧊 fishing 🎣. I was very happy to stay home with precious Tobago. Although I love to go to camp in warm weather, in winter weather I become much too fond of indoor plumbing. 
A great big shout out goes out to my best friend Lisa Morin who has bailed me out of plenty of tech crises and has been a really good friend for 16 years. 
Jules Hathaway 



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