Moody Monday


Opening lines for a Monday like it is here, today. I am always hopeful for a sunny day like the one above, taken at Lake Erie. 



August 14, 2017

It's a beautiful sunny morning here. So, here's the opening  lines of the book.And I've included a link to my review.

She wakes. Sun is stealing round the edges of the darkened shutters, channeling the light into sharp laser-like beams that highlights the knots and nail heads of the stained-oak floor.


from the book






The Answer is




August 7, 2017  


It's a pull back my hair kind of day. So, here's the opening line of the book. And I've included a link to my review of it.


Dora Rodgers lopped her long blonde hair behind her ears, banged on the kitchen window and wagged a warning finger.

from the book






The Answer is
The Forgotten Family of Liverpool by Pam Howes


July 31, 2017  


It is hot here today. So, here is the opening line of the book. And, I've included a link to my review of it. 


Ah, Long ago, winter was dark and always cold.
from the book









The Answer is

The East Country Almanac Tales of Valley and Shore by Jules Pretty





July 24th


 It is a beautiful day here. I may need my hat to keep the sun off my head. So, here is the opening line of the book. And, I've included a link to my review of it.


With her straw sun hat in one hand, Gwen leaned against the salty railings and glanced down again.

from the book














The Answer is

The Tea Planter's Wife





July 17th.


It is overcast here today and I have had mutiple cups of coffee. So, here is the opening line of the book.


My name is John Brenwalter. My father, a drunkard, had a patent for an invention for making coffee- berries out of clay; but he was an honest man and would not himself engage in the manufacture.  

from the book 













The Answer is

A Bottomless Grave by Ambrose Bierc








July 10, 2017 I

It is raining and cool here today. So, here is the opening line of the book.



The morning was bleak and cold. A damp penetrating wind ruffled the steel-gray waters of the Potomac, chased bits of paper and debris down the broad roped-off expanse of Pennyslyvania Avenue, and whirled around the dome Capitol.'

from the book












The Answer is

A man called Peter by Catherine Marshall  
















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