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Overview A circle of courageous women discovers the meaning of independence, forgiveness, and love, as they learn that God heals old wounds and prepares a way for those who seek him, call his name, and give themselves over to his service. Original.
Publishers Description A CIRCLE OF COURAGEOUS WOMEN DISCOVERS THE MEANING OF INDEPENDENCE, FORGIVENESS, AND LOVE Ruth Martin had a dream: to become an independent woman and build a life in southern Oregon for herself and her children. But when her friend Mazy's inaction results in a tragedy that shatters Ruth's dream, Ruth must start anew and try to heal her tender wounds.
Her friends are also moving on. Mazy wrestles with her understanding of what faith and family really mean; Tipton discovers that marriage requires more than she's ready to give; and Suzanne's challenge is to keep seeing with new eyes. Together, the turn around women travel to arenas of untested promise where they'll find a hope that sustains them and relationships they'll cherish all their days. THE FINAL BOOK IN THE KINSHIP AND COURAGE SERIES
“[Kirkpatrick's] books enfold the reader. They whisper ‘let me tell you about a woman who…' They find a secret place in each of us and bring it gently to the surface.” –Salem Statesman Journal, review of All Together in One Place
“Kirkpatrick follows her well-received All Together in One Place with this rich and engaging sequel [No Eye Can See] that could easily stand alone…a thoughtful exploration of human character and community.” –Publishers Weekly Jane Kirkpatrick is the acclaimed author of two non-fiction books and seven novels, including the award-winning A Sweetness to the Soul and the first two books in the fast-selling Kinship and Courage series: All Together in One Place and No Eye Can See. She and her husband Jerry ranch 160 acres in Eastern Oregon.
W h i p p e d - c ream clouds danced across a stage of blue before an audience of oak. Shadows softened the sun's glare on the water, allowing Ruth Ma rtin to peer beneath the river's surface. She'd seen that wily trout . Today she'd catch him without getting her feet wet .
She retied the bent sewing needle at the end of the butcher's twine. California morning sun glinted on beads of water dotting the wet string like pearls. “Just one more little nibble and I'll have you,” she said. Firm yet slender as a whip handle, Ruth sat astride her horse. Old miner's pants cove red her legs. Ju mpe r, her horse, wiggled his ears, lifted a back leg to scratch at a fly, splashed when he set his hoof down. “Don't lose concentration now, Jum per,” she whispered, more to herself than the horse .
Certain the needle was firmly attached, she flicked the willow fishing pole and watched as the breeze picked up the string, then set it and the makeshift hook adrift along the riffle. A reddish leaf broke loose from a willow, gentled in the stream following her line to the shaded pool. She eased the hook across the water. Waiting.
Sh e'd have to head back soon. She still had pack boxes only half filled. Flannels needed steaming and hanging, and the wagon w a s n't nearly loaded. Then there was that Joe Pepin to contend with. T he wrangler'd said he'd take them north, but he'd been acting scarce of late.
Still, Ruth Ma rtin could make it happen on time. She was sure. She just wanted to bring in this last big trout before she headed back. Astrid e Jumper, she could do it without getting wet. She smiled.
Redwing blackbirds chirped in the tall grasses drooping with their weight. Sun warmed her face. Her eyes closed.
She felt a tug. Sitting straight, she jerked the willow and set the hook. “Gotcha,” she said. Skillfully she lifted the pole up and over the horse's head, changed hands, then back again as the trout twisted and tired in the water before her. He was a big one.
When it felt right, she said, “Back, Jumper.” She barely touched the reins and squeezed her knees, easing the big animal back toward the riverbank. “Just a little more,” she said. Then with perfect timing, she slid the trout out of the water and onto the grassy bank. “We did it!” The horse lifted its head up and down as though to agree.
With one leg raised over his mane, Ruth slid off, still holding the pole. She stunned the fish with the hard end of her whip that usually hung coiled at her hip, then slipped the fish into the canvas bag with the others. She had over a dozen. This one alone weighed as much as a pork roast. A good morning's catch. Plenty for them all at the big affair Elizabeth had planned.
She tightened the strap of the bag, then draped it over the horse's neck. “You're a good fishing partner,” she told Jumper, hugging him and inhaling his scent before gripping his mane in her hands and pulling herself up and astride. “The best I've ever had.”
She pressed her knees and set a fast pace back to Poverty Flat . Riding always invigorated, took away any agitation or worry. It was one of the few luxuries she permitted herself, a woman with responsibilities. Today, with so much yet undone, she needed that burst of power.
A flock of geese lifted from the Sacramento as they raced by. She ducked beneath the oaks and through the pines embracing the meadow known as Poverty Flat and home—but not for much longer. She squinted.
Matthew Schmidtke and the children were pushing something on a cart. Coopered barrels. They were all laughing. Surely they had n't already gotten all their chores completed. She did n't see any blankets on the line, and no one stood near the butter churn. What had they been doing? She squeezed her knees, and Jumper sped forward.
“ Hey,” Ma t t h ew said as she approached. “Brought breakfast, I see.”
“ Supper,” she said. “Have you children finished what I asked you to do ? ”
“We're helping Matthew,” Ru t h's nephew Jason told her. His cowlick stuck straight up in the back, and he absently pressed his fingers against it as he talked.
“And it's a surprise,” Jessie, her five-year-old daughter, said. “For you . ”
“ Don't tell her,” Sarah warned, acting older than her eight years.
“I won't,” Jessie answered .
“I don't like surprises much,” Ruth said. She removed her floppy felt hat and wiped her forehead with her forearm. Her eyes caught Jessie's troubled look, and she softened. “I'm sure this one will be fine. We just have a lot to do. ”
“You'll like this one.” Matthew smiled at her.
“We have to be out of here this week,” Ruth said, squaring her shoulders.
“ Maybe some of us wish you weren't in such a hurry,” he said, his blue eyes never leaving hers.
“Wait'll you see it,” Ned said. Her younger nephew pulled at his stockings tucking them up to his knickers. He stood with his hands at his hips just the way Matthew did. Neither wore a hat this morning.
“ It's gonna be real chirk . ”
“ L et's let her tend to her business while we take care of those fish , boys. Then we can finish up here.” Matthew sniffed the air. “Is that you or the fish?” he teased. The children giggled. “Must be the fish. You'l l like our surprise for sure, if it isn't . ”
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Romantic Times - 09/01/2001 page 77
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Studio: WaterBrook Press
Est. Packaging Dimensions: Length: 8.36" Width: 5.5" Height: 1.06" Weight: 0.8 lbs.
Release Date Sep 18, 2001
Publisher WaterBrook Press
Series Kinship & Courage
ISBN 1578562341 ISBN13 9781578562343
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More About Jane Kirkpatrick
Jane Kirkpatrick is the award-winning author of many novels, including "A Flickering Light". She is a frequent speaker at conferences and lives in Oregon.
In The Author's Own Words...
If you'd like more information about me, please come visit my website at www.jkbooks.com and click on my blog. My dog also has a blog and you can find out what it's like to be Bodacious Bo, too. A monthly newsletter called Story Sparks is my way of sharing books about authors I enjoy as well as commenting on life and love. You'll find out more about me than you probably ever wanted to know!
One item not listed on my lists of books is my selection included in an anthology called "Crazy Woman Creek: Women Rewrite the American West" published by Houghton Mifflin I also have a piece in Storytellers II, a book published a few years ago by Multnomah Press and a few short selections in Daily Guideposts of a few years back. My first novella, "The Courting Quilt" is part of a collection that made the New York Times bestsellers September 2011 in a collection called Log Cabin Christmas. The rest of my writing, as they say, is history. Or it was until my first contemporary came out this fall. Called Barcelona Calling, it's the story of a writer who loses her way as she seeks fulfillment thinking she'll find it with fame. It's a laugh out loud book according to reviewers. I hope you'll enjoy it.
Jane Kirkpatrick currently resides in Bend, in the state of Oregon. Jane Kirkpatrick was born in 1946.
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Reviews - What do customers think about What Once We Loved (Kinship and Courage)?
Sorry it ended... Feb 23, 2007
This books does wrap up the series and puts a finishing touch to most of the characters. I would have loved for there to be another book showing these women 5 years down the line. The story was wonderful with a happy ending (hooray that Zane Randolph finaly gets his due!), and sheds some light to the beauty the settlers found in the beautiful Oregon territory.
Jane...keep them coming!
Looking for 3rd book in series, What Once We Loved May 10, 2004
So, far I haven't found the 3rd book in the series by Jane Kirkpatrick, The Kinship and Courage Series, What Once We Loved. I did read the first two, All Together In One Place, and NO Eye Can See. I thoroughly enjoyed both and found it easy to picture in my minds eye the country as it was at that time and the courage of those women. We so often hear of what the men went through and forget there were quite often women and children at their sides helping out or left on their own to make it die along the ways. Were so fortunate to have all the modern conveniences of todays world, I marvel at the strength it took all people to make it to where we are today. It was nice to take a peak back through time and have a series that's so down to earth, where one wasn't afraid to voice one's opinion or lend a helping hand or two. Personally I think it would make a marvelous movie.
Lost Interest May 26, 2002
I loved Kirkpatrick's first book in the series, All Together in One Place, enjoyed the second, No Eye Can See (although not as much), and lost interest by this third one, What Once We Loved. I don't even think I'll finish it. The characters and their relationships are beginning to be too sappy for me.
Outstanding May 26, 2002
This 3rd book of the trilogy drew me into the story and the lives of these strong women from page 1. How they overcame the tradegies they faced and prevailed was heart warming. In a present-day time of easy fixes, the obstacles these women overcame shaped their personalities and gave them amazing strength to go forward with their dreams. It's about dreams. And it is about not ever giving up. Ever! Wonderful!
What once we loved May 20, 2002
The theme through this book is one of redemption. The characters all come to realize that life is best lived with someone who truly cares about you and your independence. Not having read the other two books in the trilogy, I didn't know all the background. However, I don't think that hindered my understanding of the plot and the characters.
The characters are well written and for the most part, very likeable. The only thing that bothered me was that at times, the timing of the book seemed off. I never really knew what events were happening in the past, and somethings seemed to be skipped over. For instance, this big secret was going to be revealed, and the author cut to a different story line; when the first story line is picked back up--the secret isn't told--you only get their reaction. Parts of the book just seemed jumpy.
I would recommend this book--either on its own or as the last book in the series.