I hear him It's Zeke! Zeke's coming! Nothing but his peddler's wagon makes that kind of racket coming across the old covered bridge. I think I can hear the pots and pans clanging and clanking despite the thunder of hooves and clatter of wagon wheels rattling the wooden planks. It's about time, too. I've read all of the books I traded in last time Zeke's horses pulled that wonderful wagon across the bridge to this side of the river.
Zeke's got all kinds of sundry goods in his peddler's wagon. If you need it, it's likely he'll have it. It's a regular general store on wagon wheels. Plus but you never know what treasure you might find stashed amongst the needles and tubs, buttons and pans, kettles and tools - an exotic perfume maybe? the perfect lace for your new dress?
I think we might be kin, Zeke and me. When he hops down from his seat, his floppy hat doesn't seem to fit quite right, but he wears it comfortably. His arms poke way too far out of the sleeves of his gray coat, but he doesn't care. His eyes sparkle and his mustache twitches, and he seems as tall as the weather vane on the top of the barn.
He doffs his hat and bows low. “Well, good day, folks. What can I help you with? This here is a regular gen'ral store on wheels! Anything you want or need - I have it. and things you never saw before, and maybe didn't know you needed."
The men are drawn to the gadgets and tools, the children to the toys and trinkets, and the other women to the calico and kettles.
I, of course, go for the books. Zeke's carrying a crate of Yvonne Blake's newly released and muchly anticipated novel, "A Home for Phoebe", and I've been waiting IMpatiently to get my hands on it.
Zeke smiles and nods. "Good choice," he says.
A Home for Phoebe
A Home for Phoebe is an historical novel of an Indian woman and a young girl wandering the hills of the Hudson Valley during the mid 1800's.
One flees prejudice, while the other yearns for a home.
Through the friendship of a peddler, a blind granny, and blacksmith's family, they learn of forgiveness and faith.
For example, did you know that Vonnie could put together a puzzle of the U.S. when she was
2 yrs. old, and that knows how to say “Hello” in Navajo? I didn't either!
And you'll also want to visit Vonnie's website, of course. The back door is always open, and she welcomes everyone with love, encouragement, and FUN!
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| Yvonne Blake |
See ya tomorrow at Karls' place!
Many blessings, and blessed reading,
Cat
