Do Dandelion Wishes Actually Come True?
Katherine Galloway knew this moment of calm wouldn’t last, blown away like the dandelion seeds she scattered as a girl. In 1880, three years after her husband’s death, she struggles to run an Oregon boardinghouse and raise two girls alone. Things don't get easier when her critical, domineering mother moves in. Katherine must make the situation work, but standing up for herself and her family while honoring her mother isn't easy. And with a daughter entering the teenage years, the pressure on Katherine becomes close to overwhelming. Then she crosses paths with Micah Jacobs, a widower who could reignite her heart, but she fears a relationship with him might send things over the edge. She must find the strength, wisdom, hope, and faith to remake her life, for everything is about to change.
About the Author
Miralee Ferrell is a speaker, accredited counselor, and American Christian Fiction Writers chapter president who has published multiple contemporary and historical romance novels. She and her husband enjoy horseback riding, sailing, and family gatherings around their eleven-acre property in Washington State’s beautiful Columbia River Gorge.
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Blowing on Dandelions
Love Blossoms in Oregon
By MIRALEE FERRELL
David C. CookCopyright © 2013 Miralee Ferrell
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Baker City, Oregon Late May, 1880
Katherine Galloway's soft exhale sent the dandelion fluff dancing on the warm current of air, but it didn't bring the anticipated relief. Gripping the stem, she sat in the grassy field with her eyes closed and waited. Why didn't it come? It had always appeared years ago when she needed it. How long had it been since her mind had drifted away to a place where nothing could hurt her? Fifteen years? Twenty?
She shook her head, and an errant curl tickled her cheek.
More. Many more. But always her memory returned to those times when the dandelion fluff had carried her away to a place where mothers were loving and kind, and little girls didn't need to be afraid of cutting words or sharp voices.
Had she ever known a time like that, other than in her dreams? Katherine had thought she did, but now she knew: it was all an illusion, like the sunbeams glinting off the bits of white that were settling to the ground. Seeds—that's all they were. Seeds that brought unwanted weeds when they matured. Just like her life.
Unwanted. Unwelcome. Unsung.
At least by the one person who had mattered the most while she was growing up.
Katherine pushed to her feet, letting the dandelion stem dangle from her fingers. There was no fantasy world where thirty-two-year-old women—or little girls for that matter—could ride the dandelion fluff and become someone they weren't. No. It was time to put the past behind her. Mama was coming to stay at her house tomorrow, and somehow Katherine had to survive.
* * *
An hour later a wagon rumbling down the dirt road churned out a billowing cloud of powdery dust. Katherine waved a hand in front of her face and coughed. Time to face the future and try to forget the past. School would be dismissed soon, and she'd need her two daughters, Lucy and Amanda, to help ready the house for Mama's arrival.
Katherine clutched her dark blue skirt and lifted it a couple inches as she moved from the grass onto the road. If only Daniel were alive ... He'd always known how to deal with Mama's irascible behavior.
Katherine pushed aside the pain that threatened to swamp her. After almost three years of widowhood, she should be able to move on, but so far it hadn't happened, and she doubted it ever would. Katherine struck off down the road, barely noticing the sun that glimmered on the unfurling green leaves of the oak trees or the birds that sang in the branches above her head. Late spring had arrived, and her heart longed to soar with the larks, but the thought of Mama's arrival slowed her steps.
June, Katherine's unmarried older sister, had been Mama's companion all of June's adult life, but her sudden passing several weeks earlier had left Mama alone and unattended. Not that she really needed tending. If anything, her sickly half sister had required more care than her mother did, but June had never allowed her frail condition to get in the way of ministering to their mother. Katherine sighed, saddened anew over the loss of her only sibling.
"Ma!" Her sweet, six-year-old Amanda's voice trilled a high note, and the patter of feet on the hard-packed dirt road drew Katherine to a halt. She pivoted, watching her younger daughter fly toward her.
A glance beyond Mandy didn't reveal thirteen-year-old Lucy. Katherine had instructed both her girls to head straight home after school. Of course, Lucy might have allowed Mandy to come alone, seeing how the schoolhouse was such a short distance.
Katherine held her arms out to the golden-haired girl, knowing her daughter would launch into the air when barely within reach.
Sure enough, Amanda giggled and leapt forward, landing in her arms. "Swing me in a circle, Ma!"
Katherine peered around but saw no one watching who might judge her unkindly. Stop that. She didn't care for the direction her thoughts had taken her. Mama always worried what others might think. Katherine had resolved early on that if God blessed her with children, they'd get all the hugs, kisses, and laughter she'd longed for.
She stiffened her spine. It mattered not one whit if anyone watched. She spun the little girl another time, Mandy's giggles flying as wide as the skirt she wore and beyond.
Then Katherine pressed a long kiss onto Amanda's pink cheek. "Where's your sister?"
The sweet smile faded. "Don't know."
"Is she still at school, or did she go home?"
The little girl shrugged. "She ran off, so I came to find you."
"Ran off where?" Katherine placed a finger under Amanda's chin and lifted it. "Are you hiding something, Daughter?"
Amanda's deep blue eyes dropped. "She told me not to tell, or she'd whip me later when you're not looking."
"Lucy is not going to whip you. I'll see to that. Now tell me what she's up to."
A huge sigh followed. "I suppose I have to, or you'll whip me."
Katherine's mouth dropped open. "Where in the world is all this whipping nonsense coming from?"
"Mary Jane Winters says that when she grows up, she's going to whip her children every day, even if they aren't naughty."
Her daughter squinted up against the bright sun. "Because they probably want to be naughty, and if you whip them ahead of time, it will stop them from doing something bad."
"And how old is Mary Jane Winters to have such great wisdom?"
"Nine, and she's going to have at least a dozen babies when she gets married, so they can do all the chores, and she can sit and eat candy." A smile broke her solemn features. "I guess you shoulda had more babies, Ma. They could do some of the chores at the boardinghouse."
Katherine quirked an eyebrow. "Honey, more children often mean more work. Besides, God gave your father and me what He wanted us to have. Now quit changing the subject and tell me where your sister went."
"Yes, ma'am." Amanda scuffed her black boot against the dirt, covering it with dust. "She ran off with a boy." She made the word sound like her sister had disappeared with a two-headed monster.
Katherine would've laughed if alarm bells weren't ringing in her head. "Which boy? Where?"
"Zachary, some new boy at school. I think she's sweet on him. I saw them sitting together at dinnertime under a tree, and she shared her food with him." Mandy tugged at her mother's arm and skipped in place. "Come on, Ma. I'm hungry."
Katherine blew air out in a puff. "Let's get you home. If Lucy doesn't arrive soon, I'll go look for her. Did you see what direction they took?"
"I think to Snider's General Store. I heard the boy say he brought money, and he'd buy her a treat."
"All right." Katherine stroked her daughter's blond curls. "Thank you for telling me, even though your sister asked you not to."
Amanda raised troubled eyes. "I'm not in trouble?"
"No, darling, but your big sister will be when she gets home." Katherine took her daughter's slender hand in hers and stepped out at a brisk pace. Her arm swung in a wide arc as Mandy hopped and skipped beside her, kicking up dust as she went.
God had blessed her when He birthed this little girl into their family. Strong-willed Lucy was a blessing as well, but she'd always been more of a challenge. This newest episode was one of several recently and not something Katherine cared to deal with right now.
For the thousandth time she wished Daniel hadn't died and left her alone. He'd know what to say to Lucy and how to deal with Mama when she arrived....
Katherine tilted her chin up. No more self-pity nonsense today. Tomorrow would bring enough troubles, and she wouldn't borrow against that time. She'd make the most of this beautiful day and pray that somehow Mama had changed in the past two years.CHAPTER 2
That boy was late again. Micah Jacobs hefted a bag of grain onto his left shoulder and stepped out of the feed store facing the main street of Baker City, Oregon. He squinted against the harsh glare of the late-spring sun and tugged the brim of his hat with his free hand. School had been out for at least thirty minutes, more than enough time for his son to arrive at the store and help load the grain for the livery.
Micah had hoped that moving here from the city and buying a business would interest Zachary. At nearly fifteen, the boy only had two more years of schooling. He should be planning how to make his way in the world, not mooning over books. Their family had a history of working with their hands—his father and grandfather before him had carved out a living in a smithy—but Zachary hadn't shown an interest in shoeing, working as a wheelwright, or helping at the livery.
Micah slammed another bag of grain onto the pile and shook his head. Zachary's sight would be damaged if he continued to pore over those schoolbooks hours on end. Books had never done Micah any good, and they wouldn't earn a living for his son. Maybe things would've been different if his wife, Emma, had lived, but regret wouldn't pay the bills.
He stepped onto the wheel of the buckboard and swung onto the seat, settling down and unwinding the reins from the brake handle. "Let's go, Charlie. Get along there, Mable." Cracking the reins against the black rumps of his mules, he turned them toward the livery. After three weeks, he'd hoped profits would've been better. The mining boom had seemed to promise prosperity to any who ventured to this town, which was situated not far from the Oregon Trail, but so far it hadn't happened.
A flash of gold registered on the edge of his vision. Micah swiveled just in time to see a little girl with blond curls escape her mother's hold and dash across the dusty road—right into the path of his mules.
* * *
Katherine stopped in front of Connors' Mercantile and gazed at a lace-edged tablecloth. Did she have enough money for something so extravagant? Mama probably wouldn't approve.
Amanda tugged her hand free, and Katherine pivoted to call her back, then froze. Mandy had bounded off the boardwalk and right into the path of an oncoming wagon.
Katherine's heart stuck in her throat. With handfuls of her skirt clutched in her fists, she finally managed to gasp, "Amanda. Stop!"
The driver of the team hauled back on his reins the instant Amanda appeared to register Katherine's words and halted her flight. The black-bay mules slowed to a stop, snorting their displeasure and pawing the ground.
Katherine reached her daughter and scooped her into her arms, wanting to shake her and hug her at the same time. "What were you thinking? That wagon almost ran over you."
The driver jumped down and strode to where they stood. "Is your little girl all right?" Concern laced the gruff edge of his voice.
"Yes, I think so." She raised her eyes, and a jolt hit her heart. Beneath a wide forehead, brows were drawn over intense green eyes, and a hat was pushed down over his dark brown hair. A firm jawline gave him a no-nonsense look, but his kind gaze belied the frown tugging at his mouth.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. Guess I had my mind on something other than my driving."
Gratitude swelled in her chest. This stranger could have easily berated her for allowing Amanda to escape her care, but he'd chosen to take responsibility for the near mishap. "Thank you, but I should've kept a tighter grip on her hand. She was anxious to visit the store across the street, and I was distracted due to my older daughter not returning home." Realizing she was rambling, Katherine set Amanda back on the ground and leaned over to the child's level. "You need to apologize to Mister ..." She gazed up at the man.
He tipped his hat, and a smile broke the serious plane of his face. "Jacobs, ma'am. Micah Jacobs, late of Seattle, Washington."
"That's a long way to travel, Mr. Jacobs. What brought you to our fair city?"
"The need for a change. I purchased the livery and smithy three weeks ago."
"Ah, a fellow businessman. I wondered what would happen to the livery when Mr. Sykes decided to pull up stakes and leave."
"Fellow businessman? Do you and your husband run an establishment in Baker City?"
She extended her hand while keeping a firm hold on Amanda with the other. "I apologize. I'm Katherine Galloway. My husband passed away nearly three years ago, but I own the boardinghouse on the far edge of town." She tipped her head to the south. "My older daughter, Lucy, helps me when she's not in school, and Amanda here keeps me on my toes when she's home."
"I see. Well, I won't keep you, Mrs. Galloway. I'll walk you to the boardwalk, then I'd best get this grain to the livery and unloaded. I need to track down my son."
"You and your wife have children as well? I imagine they must attend school with my girls."
A cloud passed across his handsome features, leaving them cold and withdrawn. "My son and I are here alone. Good day to you, ma'am, and again, I'm sorry for the scare to you and your daughter." He settled his hat down further on his head, climbed up onto the buckboard seat, and picked up the reins.
As the team surged forward, Katherine stared after them. What in the world had she said that soured him all of a sudden? She watched for a full minute, but the man didn't look back.
* * *
Micah slapped the reins against the mules' haunches and suppressed a shudder. He'd come so close to running down that little girl—Amanda, her mother called her. Why hadn't he been more alert and noticed that she'd dashed into the road? One tragedy in the past two years was enough for a lifetime. He certainly didn't need his poor fortune to spill over onto someone else's life.
Mrs. Galloway had handled the scare well, not shrieking or threatening to faint like some city women he'd known. Even his dear Emma would've been swooning and unable to function after such a scare. Emma. His heart lurched as memories of his beloved wife washed over him. He had been unbearably lonely since her passing eighteen months earlier, and only the needs of their son, Zachary, had kept him from sliding into a dark place. The past couple months had been easier, but pain still rammed its fist into his gut at unexpected times.
Admiration for Mrs. Galloway once more tickled his imagination, but he shoved it away, irritated at the unfair comparison he'd made to his Emma. He started to swivel his head to get one more glimpse of the woman but steeled himself and stared straight ahead instead. She'd been perfectly safe on the far side of the road the last time he'd looked.
He clucked to his mules again.
Women had no place in his life anymore. Not at the present nor any time in the future. Zachary was his entire world now, and Micah would do well to remember that fact.
* * *
Katherine had almost hustled her daughter home without the promised treat until she realized that's exactly what her mother would've done to her as a child. Mandy hadn't exactly disobeyed her, as she hadn't instructed her daughter to keep hold of her hand; the girl had only acted out of excitement at the promised treat. Becoming a replica of her mother by constantly chiding her children was not something Katherine intended to do, so Katherine had purchased Amanda a peppermint stick at the nearby hardware store.
A memory of Micah Jacobs's deep green eyes now swam to the fore of her thoughts as she opened the front door of her house and stepped inside. She exhaled. No time to think of anything right now except preparing for Mama's arrival.
As soon as they entered, Mandy darted off. Katherine raised her voice. "You need to wash that sticky candy off your hands before you touch anything, Amanda Lee."
"Yes, ma'am." The fairy-like voice drifted back on the quiet air. Light footsteps broke the stillness behind her.
Katherine whirled. "Lucy! Where have you been?"
Her tawny-haired daughter stood inside the open door, avoiding her gaze. "Nowhere special."
Katherine crossed her arms. "You were supposed to come straight home from school."
Lucy wrinkled her nose. "Sorry, Ma."
"So where were you?"
"I walked to the general store. I guess I forgot."
"Shut the door, please." Katherine waited until Lucy did as she asked, then beckoned the girl into the parlor. "Take a seat."
Lucy bit her lower lip and glanced at the stairway leading to her room. "I need to do my schoolwork. Could we talk later?"
"No." Katherine pointed to an upright horsehair chair. "Sit."
Her elder daughter sank onto the stiff seat but didn't settle back. "Am I in trouble?"
"I'm not sure yet, but you might be. Where did you go? More importantly, who were you with?"
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Blowing On Dandelions spoke to me from the very first page. Here is a small excerpt from page one and then I will explain why. "Katherine Galloway's soft exhales sent the dandelion fluff dancing on the warm current of air, but it didn't bring the anticipated relief. Gripping the stem, she sat in the grassy field with her eyes closed and waited. Why didn't it come? It had always appeared years ago when she needed it. How long had it been since her mind had drifted away to a place where nothing could hurt her? Fifteen years? Twenty? She shook her head and an errant curl tickled her cheek. More. Many more. But always her memory returned to those times when the dandelion fluff had carried her away to a place where mothers were loving and kind, and little girls didn't need to be afraid of cutting words or sharp voices." When I was a little girl I used to wait for the "flowers" to bloom just so I could blow on them and see them be scattered by the wind. My Dad would always say "They're just WEEDS!". What my Dad didn't know was every time I blew on those dandelions, every hope and dream I had was scattering on the wind and I was praying they would find their way to God and, eventually, come true. This might sound silly to those of you reading this but, the small excerpt awakened long forgotten memories and brought back memories of my Dad as well. So for the first time (yes, I said the first time) a book really spoke to me. I was able to sympathize with Katherine's character in more ways than one. Her relationship with her mother was rocky at best and she suffered constant criticism from a woman she had tried very hard to love her whole life. Katherine had an inner strength and control that was astounding. I, too, didn't have the best relationship with my mother when I was younger but through faith in God and prayer we now have a strong bond and I am now her caregiver. Miralee Ferrell is an amazing writer. This is the first book I have read by her and I am so glad I read it. It left me smiling at old memories and gave me hope for making new ones. I can't wait for the next two books in this series. If you haven't read Blowing On Dandelions I suggest you give it a try. It's more than worth it and look at that cover! Isn't it amazing?
Really loved this one! Nice character development, clean romance. Kept my interest from page one. CherishD
And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love. If only life was as easy as making dandelion wishes. But as Katherine Galloway knows,“There was no fantasy world where thirty-two-year-old women—or little girls for that matter—could ride the dandelion fluff and become someone they weren’t.” A widow of three years who balances motherhood with running a boardinghouse, Katherine has accepted the hardships she faces and tries her best to keep moving forward. However, now her overbearing and acerbic mother, Frances Connors, is coming for a visit, and she dreads having another cause of stress in her life. Katherine firmly believes in respecting her elders, particularly her mother, even though she does nothing but criticize and try to assume control. Katherine decided long ago that she will have a better relationship with her own two daughters than she has with her mother, and she moves this determination to the forefront in the wake of their grandmother’s arrival. Nevertheless, her obeisance does not preclude her from wishing that her circumstances were different and from wondering why God doesn’t change her mother’s attitude, especially when she meets a handsome single man. Widower Micah Jacobs and his son Zachary have come to Baker City, Oregon to make a fresh start. Micah owns the town livery, and he is still grieving his late wife’s untimely death and harboring anger toward God for allowing it to happen. A chance encounter introduces him to Katherine, and his son and Katherine’s older daughter, Lucy, develop a close friendship. Micah’s life seems to be heading in the right direction when a tragic event upsets his new start and seems to push him even further away from God and from happiness. As a reluctant lodger at the boardinghouse, he finds himself in the midst of a tumultuous situation between Frances, the other boarders, and Katherine, who is often caught in the crossfire. Sometimes, though, the Lord works in mysterious ways, and perhaps it isn’t too late for healing and renewal to begin. “Blowing on Dandelions,” book one of author Miralee Ferrell’s “Love Blossoms in Oregon” trilogy, sets a promising precedent for the remainder of the series. With intelligent, well-crafted prose, Ferrell takes readers on a literary and spiritual journey that spans the past and bridges the gap between the story’s 1880 setting and contemporary life with timeless dilemmas and relatable characters. Everybody knows someone who is difficult to love, and everyone can identify with the struggles of faith and love. “Blowing on Dandelions” presents practical Christianity and faith in action, avoiding pie-in-the-sky preaching in favor of illuminating the true message of the Gospel—i.e., loving God and loving one’s neighbors. This heartwarming novel encourages readers in their daily lives and faith walk as Ferrell dexterously weaves a story rife with adversity but also abounding in love and triumph. Suitable for an adult and young adult audience, “Blowing on Dandelions” proves to be a quick and lively read, thanks in part to short chapters and a captivating plot. There is also an “AfterWords” section appended to the novel itself, providing an Author’s Note regarding Ferrell’s reason for writing the story, thought-provoking discussion questions for individual or group consideration, and an enticing look at chapter one of “Wishing on Buttercups,” the second book in the series. I received a complimentary copy of this novel in exchange for an honest review.
I've always enjoyed author Miralee Ferrell's novels, but with BLOWING ON DANDELIONS, and her blend of romance to history, I think she has written her best novel yet! And the story is so sweet it can't help but touch your heart. We all wish dreams carried on dandelion seeds could come true, and Katherine Galloway is no exception. But with a boarding house to run and her hard to please mother coming to live with her, there's no chance for dreaming for this widowed mother of two young daughters. BLOWING ON DANDELIONS, a compassionate story of love and forgiveness, of faith and redemption, of family and community, is one you won't want to put down. Ms. Ferrell brings to life characters you will fall in love with, characters that will charm you and characters you won't want to say goodbye to. I'm looking forward to more inspirational historical romance by this author!
I have read all of Miralee's Historical books & just finished reading Blowing on Dandelions. I was blown away. I admire her for taking on a story about Mother/Daughter conflicts & how they worked through them with the help of other loved ones & friends. It is a compassionate story that many of us have dealt with or will have to deal with sometime in our lives. Not every Mother/Daughter are best friends & this story tells how that can feel to each of them. I am so honored to have read this & can't wait for the next book in the series. She always covers all aspects of the emotions & feelings in her characters.
Dandelion Wishes While Katherine is doing her best in raising her two girls in a Boardinghouse alone, she also struggles with her relationship with her Mother. She respects her Mother and really wants to get along with her. I liked how Katherine welcomed all of the Guests that came to her Boardinghouse, even when one woman was "difficult"... When Micah ( a near by neighbor ) and his son need a place to stay, Katherine welcomes them to her Boardinghouse without regard to the extra work or expense involved with their stay. While she gets to know Micah, she begins to realize that her feelings might be more than "just friends"... but she is a Widow and moving forward in a new romantic relationship takes some time to get used to. With engaging characters and a fast moving storyline, this story was hard to put down! I enjoyed the section in the back of the book called "Afterwords", which includes some notes from the Author on why she chose to write this book, some questions about the book, and also a "Sneak Peek" at the second book in this series called "Wishing on Buttercups". Disclaimer - I received this book from the author in exchange for my honest review.
Katherine and her husband had opened a boarding house in the 1870s in Baker City, Oregon. Then her husband died leaving her with their two daughters to rear and a boarding house to run. Katherine was still adjusting to this new normal when her mother came to live with her following the death of her other daughter. I must say that I would not wish the likes of Frances Cooper on anyone. The woman had always shown favoritism toward her older daughter and had constantly criticized and found fault with Katherine. She was exceptionally adroit at wielding a tongue that was sharper than a two-edged sword to cut down Katherine or anyone else who disagreed with her. How could Katherine ever manage to keep peace in her household for her daughters and the boarders with her mother always on the attack? Nothing Katherine ever did suited Frances. She was quite vocal in her dislike for another matronly lady who had come to stay there with her niece. She was absolutely opposed to Micah and his son, Zachary, living there while Micah was recovering from injuries suffered when his livery and home burned to the ground. The woman was insufferable and seemed oblivious to the damage she was doing. I am only scratching the surface at this point. The saddest part is that she considered herself a fine upstanding Christian. If all of the other characters had been like her, it would be a stretch to classify this as a Christian book. Not to give the wrong impression, the book contains no bad language, compromising scenes, or indecency. The simple fact is that her treatment of other people was horrible and did not set the proper example for her grandchildren. You must read this book to truly appreciate how things played out. Most of the other characters more than offset the negative example of Frances.
This book was great took me a while to read because i was busy but it was great.
A very moving, and uplifting story, and Iove reading stories set in this era.
Loved the characters in this book! Katherine and Micah were my favorites. Great story line. I love reading stories in this era. It's so interesting and really makes you think about how people in the 1800's lived and survived. Love a good love story always. Reading the next book in this series and I love it too so far. Highly recommended!
Blowing on Dandelions offers the reader an opportunity to delve into the complex relationship of a mother and her adult daughter. It is quite interesting to see both sides of the coin—to look into the mind of each woman and see where her motives lie. I find Katherine, the main character, to be an exceptional person of strength, faith and duty. She is such an amazing person, and has more forbearance and patience than most, but yet, she is real and easy to relate to. I was able to connect with her in so many different ways. Blowing on Dandelions is long enough and the author skilled enough to build a romantic thread from nothing to a strong relationship between two people who previously hadn’t seen their need for a new love. The obstacles were many, but their love grew and circumvented each one. This novel has quite the cast of interesting characters. They keep the story hopping from one incident to the next. This is a rich and many layered story. If you like historical fiction, I recommend Blowing on Dandelions. I don’t think you will be disappointed.
The author really knows how to draw in the reader and get them involved emotionally. Looking forward to reading more from this author.
As most daughters end up caring for their Mother's in their latter days, this book give a wonderful example of not talking back or yelling at one's mother, when the mother continues to think of the daughter as a child who needs guidance and direction. I can only wish I had been more the example of the daughter in this book.
You know how the book is going to end before you barely get into it. But it's an enjoyable trip to the end.
I got this book on goodreads giveaways I got the advanced readers copy. This book was amazing! I was sucked in as soon as I started reading it. Each one of the characters were amazing. This story is about a widowed mother of two girls. Her mother moves into her home and never has one pleasant thing to say. This story is set in the 1800's but it relates to the world today this author knows what she is doing. This book was written so well there was not one dull moment. I couldn't put this book down I cannot wait to read the next book!!!
I'm looking forward to reading "Wishing on Buttercups",
God read looking forward to reading more books from this author
This was a good read all the way around. Thank you. Would. Take the time to read other works.
I enjoyed this story very much.
Blowing on Dandelions delves into the most personal of relationships. It brings the relationships of mother/daughter, father/son, husband/wife, pastor/congregation, families and townspeople/individuals. Set during the 1800's, these relationships were very prominent back then. Often these relationships were the difference between life and death back then. Katherine Galloway was widowed three years ago. She has chosen to stay and try to balance her life of being a widow, a business woman before they were accepted, and a mother. Enter her own overbearing mother with whom she has had a tumultuous relationship all of her life. Next comes Micah Jacobs. He is a newly widowed. He is struggling to find his footing with God, his son, and his new business venture. Add to the mix the other townspeople and other boardinghouse boarders and you have the mix for not only a true to life book but a often comical look at life during the 1800s. Miralee Ferrell writes her book so that her characters actually come to life from the page. I was so able as a reader to relate to the characters. I had a horrible relationship but instead of my mother it was with my father. I too strove to get his approval or his praise all of my life. Katherine does the same with her mother. Like Katherine I was raised to respect my elders. I did not speak back against him no matter how much his words hurt. It can be a very paralyzing feeling. Looking back, I am not sure though if my was out of respect for him or fear of him. But Miralee captured the feeling of Katherine's pain and her ability to shut down her feelings so that the words maybe didn't hit as hard very well. I read the preview to the next book at that back of this one. I cannot wait to visit this Oregon town again and find out how the characters will come to life in the next book. I want to thank those for the opportunity to read and review this book.
Blowing on Dandelions, set in Baker City, Oregon in 1880, is the first book in Miralee Ferrell's Love Blossoms in Oregon series. Like other books I've read of Miralee's, this story deals with life/family issues - namely, long-running conflict between a mother and daughter. Both narrative and plot are strong, and we are introduced to some very interesting characters. Katherine is a character I sympathized with and admired from the beginning - a daughter who felt unwanted, unable to measure up to her domineering mother's expectations. "Always her memory returned to those times when the dandelion fluff had carried her away to a place where mothers were loving and kind, and little girls didn't need to be afraid of cutting words or sharp voices." The quiet, rugged strength of Micah Jacobs is exactly what Katherine needs, and while the mother/daughter conflict takes center stage, their romance is sweet and enjoyable. Miralee very effectively uses the vehicle of a boardinghouse to place an unusual assortment of characters in close vicinity, and even more conflict is introduced with the arrival of guest Wilma Roberts, who I grew to love. Wilma is an imposing and proud woman, yet she senses that Katherine's mother is lonely and determines to become her friend. And then there's the mysterious Jeffery Tucker, who I suspect we will see much more of. Katherine's mother, Frances, is an extremely abrasive character who made me even more thankful than I already am for the wonderful mother I was blessed with. Anyone who has experienced family conflict can relate to this story and be inspired by the hope that it offers. I like the slow, but steady spiritual growth that several characters experience. One of the best things about a series is getting to continue on with certain characters, and I look forward to what Miralee has in store for us in Wishing on Buttercups, which releases on February 1, 2014. Recommended to those who enjoy historical romance and relationship drama.
Turn of century mother/daughter relationship set in central Oregon.
I love historical romance stories and this one is really good. Miralee did an excellent job in her writing and blending in her characters . This story to me is learning to trust God and forgiveness. While I was reading "Blowing On Dandelions" I would be laughing one minute and the next I would be crying. One time I was waiting at the hair dresser to get my hair cut and was reading, and all at once tears was rolling down my cheeks. I looked up and around to see if anyone had seen me cry. "Blowing On Dandelions" takes you back to the eighteen hundreds in Eastern Oregon. Katherine Galloway's husband died a few years back and she is trying to run a boarding house and raise her two daughters. There is also Katherine's mama, Frances . her other daughter died and she has come to live with Katherine and her two grand daughters..Now Katherine and her mama has never gotten alone. Frances talks anyway to her daughter and nothing Katherine does is good enough for her. She has never stood up to her mama, she feels she should respect her elders. This makes Katherine's oldest daughter Lucy mad. She can't understand why she lets her do it. Micah Jacobs and his son Zachary moves into the boarding house after his livery burns down to the ground.. Micah is hurt and has no other choice , but he is not one to take charity. Micah still blames God for his wife's death and it has been eighteen months ,and he is still having a hard time getting over her. To Micah this is just another thing he blames God for. He has not been happy and has not thought about another woman till he takes a look at Katherine. Should he be having these thoughts , but he can't get her out of his mind. Katherine takes in some other boarders who also has a hard time getting alone with Katherine's mama. Frances does not want Micah and Zachary to sty at the boarding house .There is a Pastor in this story and he wants to talk and help out Micah and his son ,but he again does not want charity and he has no way to pay anyone till he gets back on his feet and rebuilds his livery.. What happens between Katherine and her mama? Will they ever have a mother and daughter relationship ? Then there is Katherine and Micah could could they ever let go of the pass to love one another? There is a lot of not trusting God in this story. I could talk on , but I highly recommend you reading "Blowing On Dandelions" then get book two "Wishing On Buttercups" which comes out February 2014.