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Beverly Cleary

March 27, 2021 by candicebeckwith Leave a Comment

Yesterday Beverly Cleary died at the age of 104. Her books were beloved to me as a child! I remember my first grade teacher letting me read out loud to my little reading group. I was reading out of the book, “Ramona and Her Mother”. Although it was a little challenging for me at that age and reading level, I wanted so much to get to know the characters and the plot that I struggled though it! I read a similar sentiment in her obituary on NPR when she said, “I think children want to read about normal, everyday kids. That’s what I wanted to read about when I was growing up. I wanted to read about the sort of boys and girls that I knew in my neighborhood and in my school. And in my childhood, many years ago, children’s books seemed to be about English children, or pioneer children. And that wasn’t what I wanted to read. And I think children like to find themselves in books.”

And then this other quote from the same article, “Decades after they were written, Cleary’s books still ring true for children. “I think deep down inside children are all the same,” she said. “They want two loving parents and they would prefer a house with a neighborhood they can play in. They want teachers that they can like. I don’t think children have changed that much. It’s the world that has changed.”

The world is a better place because of writers like Beverly Cleary. My daughter, Anna (11) just walked in and in after I told her that the author of the Ramona books just passed away she exclaimed how amazing she was and that she has read all of her books, “Like five times”. Enough said.

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Poetry Pros

September 1, 2018 by candicebeckwith Leave a Comment

Tonight we read poetry for our bedtime story. We opened up Stevenson’s “A Children’s Garden of Verses”. This is not an ordinary occupation for our bedtime ritual. Usually we read a chapter book or a picture book but tonight I wanted the children to really feel the mood of the poems we read. And I absolutely love to read poems aloud! I started with “Bed in Summer”:

In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see
the birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people’s feet
Still going past me in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day? 

I felt like the experience was a total victory! Instead of being bored by poetry, Anna and William were moaning empathically as I read what it is like to have to go to bed while it is still light in the summer. (One of the things they dislike above all else.) They were totally into it! Then we shifted the mood a little and read, “Autumn Fires”:

In the other gardens
And all up the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!
Pleasant summer over
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
The grey smoke towers.
Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall! 

We discussed what the described fires in the fall represented. They concluded (on their own) that fires in the fall don’t just mean piles of leaves being burned but also the flaming color of autumn leaves. I felt a swelling of joy as they captured the beauty and depth of these sweet little rhymes. Then, they each chose a few to read aloud. It was sweet to hear them try to read with expression and feeling. What is it about verse that touches our hearts so? Perhaps because it’s cadence and rhythm is akin to music. There is a melody in poetry that breaks down barriers much like music does. Whatever the reason, I cherish the time we had tonight. I am coming to find out that moments like these become fewer and farther between as children age and before I know it the moments will be gone. Sam leaves in a year. I can hardly stand the thought of it.

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My Rant About Young Adult Fiction Writers

November 13, 2015 by candicebeckwith Leave a Comment

Here we go…

Why is it that so many writers of young adult series can’t actually finish a book these days? It seems to me that writers for young adults are getting so lazy! Three series I’ve read lately illustrate this point: Michael Vey, The Selection series and Cinder. There are many more that I have read in the past, but those are the most recent and fresh on my mind. The conclusion is so poor and plot resolution so sloppy that they might as well come to the last page and write, “If you want to find out more, please buy the next book.” When I read a conclusion like that I feel so annoyed that I don’t want to even go on to the next book unless the book is free (borrowed) and most or all of the books are already out and I won’t have to wait forever to hear the conclusion. I’m totally fine with an underlying conflict that is unresolved that threads itself through all the books, (Like Harry Potter), but the book needs to stand alone well enough that I want to buy the next book simply because I love the writing, characters, the world that the author has created. Some examples of series like this:

Anne of Green Gables: I wanted SO BADLY to find out more about Anne. Sure, I wasn’t sure who she would end up with (Please say it is Gilbert!!!), but each book stood on its own so well, and concluded so masterfully that I continued on simply because I wanted to BE in that world more. I breathed a sigh of contentment at the end, not of frustration!…

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The Comprehensive Alpine Book Club Reading list 2005-20

January 7, 2015 by candicebeckwith Leave a Comment

2005 Book Club Reading List

October: The Hound of the Baskervilles by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
November: Blood Brothers by Elias Chacour
December: Mitten Strings for God-Reflections for Mothers in a Hurry by Katrina Kenison

2006 Book Club Reading List

January: The Cay by Theodore Taylor
February: Letters for Emily by Cameron Wright
March: These is My Words by Nancy Turner
April: The Diaries of Adam and Eve by Mark Twain
May: Tarzan: King of the Apes by Edgar Rice Burroughs
June: Glimpses Into the Life and Heart of Marjorie Pay Hinckley
July: No Book
August: Wild Swans: Three Daughters of China by Jung Chang
September: Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
October: The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux
November: The Goose Girl by Shannon Hale
December: No book

2007 Book Club Reading List

January: Share a favorite children’s book
February: Persuasion by Jane Austen
March: Candle in the Darkness by Lynn Austin
April: Cry, the Beloved Country by Alan Paton
May:  Star Girl by Jerry Spinelli
June: Bad Ground by Dale Cramer
July: No book
August: Ella Minnow Pea by Mark Dunn
September: Charms for the Easy Live by Kaye Gibbons
October: Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier
November: Out to Pature: But Not Over the Hill by Effie Leland Wilder
December: The Wednesday Letters by Jason Wright

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Best Quotations on Books and Reading

January 6, 2015 by candicebeckwith Leave a Comment

“The reading habit is most valuable in life. I mean by that the practice of using a little time, say half an hour a day, in the systematic reading of worthwhile literature. The mind is opened to precious fields of thought; the achievements of the ages become ours; even the future takes form. As the mind and spirit are fed by well chosen reading, comfort, peace and understanding come to the soul. Those who have not tried it, have missed a keen and easily accessible joy.

“Moreover a person who engages in such a regular daily reading, if only a few minutes a day, in the course of a few years becomes a learned (wo)man. But it must be a regular daily habit. … Some of the best educated (wo)men that I have ever met have never been to college but have acquired the habit of daily reading of good books for a few minutes a day.”  ~John A. Widtsoe

“There’s nothing to match curling up with a good book when there’s a repair job to be done around the house.”  ~Joe Ryan

“My test of a good novel is dreading to begin the last chapter.”  ~Thomas Helm

“Anyone who says they have only one life to live must not know how to read a book.”  ~Author Unknown

“A good book should leave you… slightly exhausted at the end.  You live several lives while reading it.”  ~William Styron, interview, Writers at Work, 1958

“Alvarez chose to write a novel rather than a biography because whe was less interested in producing  a historical document than “finding a way to travel through the human heart’”.

“I would be most content if my children grew up to be the kind of people who think decorating consists mostly of building enough bookshelves.”  ~Anna Quindlen, “Enough Bookshelves,” New York Times, 7 August 1991

“We read to know we are not alone.” ~C.S. Lewis

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2014-15 Book Club List

January 5, 2015 by candicebeckwith Leave a Comment

Our Alpine Book Club has been going on for almost ten years. It has been so enriching – even if no one really reads the books! When we first moved here to Alpine, I was complaining to an old friend who was in my Virginia book club. She moved to Seattle the same time we moved here and we were both trying re-create the wonderful book club we had just left. I was a little frustrated that no one really read the books we were supposed to be discussing, with the exception of two or three ladies. She sent me this refrigerator magnet that I love:

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For this group we generally choose books that are recommended by at least one member of the book club or by a trusted source to avoid reading books that are inappropriate. We like to stick with PG rated books! For nine of the twelve months we select books from each of the following categories:

• Biography/Autobiography
• Classics
• American History (for July – can be fiction or non-fiction)
•Human suffering (Cultural Revolution in China, Holocaust, Khmer Rouge in Cambodia etc…)
• Juvenile or Young Adult
• Christmas
• Halloween/Mystery
• Christian book for Easter
• Parenting or self-help book

2014-15 Reading List

We have some really interesting titles this year!

December: A Certain Small Shepherd by Rebecca Caudill
January: To Mormons with Love by Chrisy Ross
February: Gift from the Sea by Anne Morrow Lindbergh
March: Driven: An Autobiography by Larry H. Miller
April: The Power of Everyday Missionaries: The What and How of Sharing the Gospel by Clayton Christensen
May: Running for my Life: One Lost Boy’s Journey from the killing Fields of Sudan to the Olympic Games by Lopez Lomong
June: Still Alice by Lisa Genova
July: River of Doubt by Candice Millard
August: Prizewinner of Defiance, Ohio: How My Mother Raised 10 Kids on 25 Words or Less by Terry Ryan
September: Cinder by Marissa Myer
October: Pride and Prejudice and Zombies by Seth Grahame-Smith
November: The Five Love Languages by Gary D. Chapman. You may choose to read any (or all) of the books. The 5 Love Languages original, The 5 Love Languages of Children, The 5 Love Languages Singles Edition, The 5 Love Languages of Teenagers…There is even a 5 Love Languages Military Edition!

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My Name is Katniss

January 1, 2015 by candicebeckwith Leave a Comment

I ordered some pizzas yesterday from Papa Murphy’s for our Beckwith family get together. The guy asked me for my name. I told him Candice, he wrote “Katniss”.  My name has been butchered in many ways, but that is the first time ever it has been mistaken for that name! Made me want to go get myself a weapon…

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Tending Roses

October 20, 2013 by candicebeckwith Leave a Comment

I recently read a beautiful book called “Tending Roses” by Lisa Wingate. In it a grandmother is writing to her granddaughter. This is one of her letters:
“An old woman told me she wanted the gardens cleaned around her house, and if I would do the work I might have flower bulbs and starts of roses as my pay. My husband pretended to think the idea rather foolish as I was needed on the farm, but he was patient with me as I worked throught the early spring, cleaning gardens and moving starts to a newly tilled bed by our farmhouse.  He was older than I, and I think he understood that I needed something of my own.
Those roses were the finest things I had been given in my life, and I tended them carefully all spring.  As the days lengthened, the roses grew well and blossomed in the summer heat, as did I.  Coming in and out of the house, I would look at them — something that belonged to me, growing in soil that belonged to him.
Even passing folk admired my roses, for my work made the blooms large and full.  Once, a poor hired lady came with a bouquet of roses and wildflowers clasped in her hands.  She told me that her children had sneaked into my garden and picked them for her, and that they would be punished.  I bade her not to scold the children, for I was proud to give them this gift.  She smiled, and thanked me, and told me that, with so many children, she had no time for tending roses.
I did not understand her words until my own children were born.  When the first was a babe, I took her outside and let her play in an empty wash barrel so I could have time for tending my roses.  I was often cross with her cries while I was at my work.  As she grew, and as my second child was born, I understood what the hired lady had told me — that motherhood leaves no time for selfish pleasures.  Only time for tending others.
My roses grew wild and died as I busied myself with feeding and diapering, nursery rhymes and sickbeds.  I missed those bright blooms that had been mine and felt it unfair that I must leave my hard work there to die.  But I did not think of it overmuch.  My mind and heart were occupied with the sorrows and joys of motherhood. 
The day came, it seemed in no time, when my children were grown and gone, and I again found time to tend the roses.  I could labor over them from dawn until dusk with no children to feed, no husband needing meals, and few passerby on the old road.  My flowers have come thick and full and beautiful again.  From time to time, I see neighbor children come to pick them when I am silent in my house.  I close my eyes and listen to their laughter, and I think that the best times of my life, the times that passed by me the most quickly, were the times when the roses grew wild.”

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Losing a Friend

February 27, 2013 by candicebeckwith Leave a Comment

I just finished reading Julia Child’s autobiography, “My Life in France” and I actually feel like I miss her! I feel like my friend that I have spent three days with just moved away. She was such a rich character and of course reading about her passion for food and anything French was a delight for me. One of the things I liked about her was her total lack of materialism. Here is how her grand-nephew and co-author of her autobiography described her:
“The day Julia gave up La Pitchoune (her home in the south of France where she and her husband spent part of every year for 20 years), she simply handed the keys over to Simca’s (her friend who had died who owned the property on which they built the house) relatives and walked away. Or so she said.
But what really happened was that Julia let her niece Phila Cousins deal with handing-over the keys. On the last day there, Phila cried at giving up the beloved Pitchoune. Julia, meanwhile, cooked a Daube and then blithely went off to play golf.
When I heard this second version of the story, I didn’t know what to make of it: did Julia really not care about La Pitchoune, one of her favorite places on earth? Or, was giving up the house, in fact, too emotional, too much for her to face, so that she avoided that moment of truth?
When I asked her about this directly, Julia said that once Paul and Simca were no longer with her, La Pitchoune had lost its raison d’etre.
And then I understood: while Julia loved certain things, like her pans and knives, or places, like her wonderful houses, what she cared most about was the people around her. Julia taught us is to take the time to appreciate the people we are with, and to really communicate with them — no matter which kitchen we happen to be in.”

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I am Candice, mother of four, wife of a principal. We live a full life. A life brimming with family, friends, faith, food, books, travel, gardens, housework, carpools, music, dance and sports. We live in an old home in a small town at the edge of the majestic Lone Peak Wilderness. I drive a minivan. I read in the shower. I show my love by feeding people and sharing what makes me happy...

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