Yes, that Darcy. He’s such a yummy character. Enough flaws so that he’s human, but otherwise a true romantic hero. So being enthralled with Mr. Darcy I embarked upon “Mr. Darcy’s Passions.” A leap ahead in the reading for May I grant you, but what the heck.
I applaud the premise of Pride and Prejudice told from Mr. Darcy’s viewpoint, but sadly found that I rather much prefer Elizabeth’s viewpoint and thoughts. I’ll leave that there. So in yet another attempt to declutter, I piled up bits and pieces and carted them off to a friend’s for a yard sale. Mostly an excuse to take a Friday off but also a chance to see how a two day sale would go. I made $18. I underpriced everything simply with the hopes of getting it gone, largely to no avail.
So, we took a break during a long dry spell and checked out other sales in the neighborhood. Jewelry at one, yarn at another and a small miscellaneous pile not dissimilar from our own at the third. There I found “Annie Freeman’s Fabulous Traveling Funeral.”
“… the story of five women who had nothing in common but one extra-ordinary friend.” I’m only a few chapters in, but it is just marvelous so far!