Monday, November 17, 2025

Reading Update

One of the reasons I read is to learn about other lives that are very different from my own. This post is full of examples of that! 

 

Book #83 of 2025 was Wild Dark Shore, by Charlotte McConaghy. This near-apocalyptic climate fiction is readable and relatable, since it's about love and loss. But it's also about a very different world from where I live, since it's set on an island near Antarctica, and it's full of shivery descriptions of cold weather. It's also fast-paced and suspenseful. (I want to read another McConaghy book, Migrations, that's about Arctic Terns, so I'm putting it on my wish list.)

 

Book #84 was Love Does: Discover a Secretly Incredible Life in an Ordinary World, by Bob Goff. This was my first Bob Goff book, and I picked it up because my Bible study group was discussing some videos he'd made. He has lots of great stories to tell, and since he's spent some time in Uganda, many of them are of special interest to me! Goff has such an open, enthusiastic style and I enjoyed his voice in this book.

 

Book #85 was Mad Honey, by Jodi Picoult and Jennifer Finney Boylan. I don't want to say too much and give away the surprises of this story, but suffice it to say I was curious enough to find Boylan's memoir She's Not There: A Life in Two Genders, which became book #86. I also read Boylan's new book Cleavage: Men, Women and the Space Between Us (book #87). Boylan writes well and these books gave me a lot to think about.

 

Book #88 was The Likeness, by Tana French, as I continued to read the Dublin Murder Squad books. Also from this series were book #93Faithful Placebook #97Broken Harbor, and book #99The Trespasser. These books are so absorbing and full of twists and turns. 

 

Book #89 was a book club pick, The Alice Network, by Kate Quinn. Spies, torture, Nazis: this isn't for the faint of heart. 

 

Book #91 was a sequel to a book I read back in 2015 (and reread this year as book #90), Orbiting Jupiter, by Gary D. Schmidt . I recently found out that the sequel existed, and I waited weeks for a copy from the library. Once I got it, it was a quick read. It's called Jupiter Rising. Like the earlier book, it's a YA book with tough themes. I'm a big Schmidt fan, and I keep hoping he'll win the Newbery some day.

 

Book #92 was Awake, by Jen Hatmaker. This book has been getting a lot of attention since it came out recently. It's about the end of Hatmaker's marriage, but it's also about much more: her Christian upbringing and the way it affected her, her struggles with codependency, how she managed to start a new life after everything she knew fell apart. I'd like to discuss this one with a group. And speaking of codependency and discussion, I hadn't decided whether to read book #95 or not, having read lots of reviews of it. It's All the Way to the River, by Elizabeth Gilbert. While I dithered, a friend asked me to read it so that we could talk about it. Whew! It's intense, and full of extreme and illegal behavior. One of the reviews I read kind of mocked Gilbert's efforts to present her story as relatable to everyone, but it is true that we all are looking for what she says the recovery movement calls LAVA: love, appreciation, validation, and acceptance. 

 

Book #94 was Now is Not the Time to Panic, by Kevin Wilson. I read Wilson's book Nothing to See Here, back in 2020 and here's what I wrote about it then. This one is weird, too, and hard to categorize. 

 

Book #96 was Say You'll Remember Me, by Abby Jimenez. While at first glance this seems way lighter than most of what I've written about in this post, since it's a rom-com, it also deals with difficult issues, like remembering and forgetting, and how aging brings both into focus. And then it was right back to murder and mayhem with If We Were Villains, by M.L. Rio (book #98). This one is about a drama school and the Shakespeare-obsessed students who study there. Lots of substance abuse, unhealthy relationships, and oh yeah, murder. 

 

Book #100 of the year was a book club book, The Fisherman's Gift, by Julia Kelly. This one was so sad; I cried. But there was a lot of hope and healing in the last few pages. Our next book promises to be a lot more fluffy, so tune in for my next Reading Update if you want to know what it is. 

Wednesday, November 05, 2025

Spiritual Journey Thursday: Doubts


November's SJT host, Patricia, shared this article with us and asked us to reflect on doubts. The article is called "The Drawer Where I Keep my Doubts," and the author, Jeff DeGraff, writes:

 

"THERE’S A DRAWER IN MY STUDY that doesn’t close all the way—jammed, as if by conscience—with old notebooks, foreign coins, expired IDs, and one letter I never sent. I keep meaning to clean it out, but I don’t. Not because it’s precious, but because it’s honest. It’s where I keep things I don’t yet know what to do with. Which is to say: it’s where I keep my doubts. . . . I sometimes think of this drawer as a sort of reliquary—not of faith, but of suspended belief. It holds the relics of times when the world didn’t quite make sense, and I didn’t quite insist that it should. Times when I let the mystery remain mysterious." (Follow the link to read the rest.)

 

I don't have a drawer like this, but I do have sleepless hours in the middle of the night spent ruminating. The ends that happened in a way I didn't choose. The people I thought would always be my friends. The whys. "Things I don't yet know what to do with." Will I ever know?

 

In Jan Richardson's book The Cure for Sorrow, she writes:

 

Let them come: 

the questions

that haunt you

in shadowy hours,

 

the questions

that visit

the deepest night...

 

You can read the whole poem here. 

 

 

Questions and doubts are part of being human, especially at 2 AM. I don't think they are going anywhere. It's comforting to know I can let them come, and that God can handle them. 

 

 

Here's Patricia's post! Head over to see what everyone else has posted. 

Thursday, October 30, 2025

Birdtober 2025: All the Poems


Day 1: Banded Penguin (African Penguin)

Day 2: Venezuelan Troupial 

Day 3: Boreal Chickadee

Day 4: Wyandotte Chicken 

Day 5: Javan Green Magpie 

Day 6: Green Pigeon 

Day 7: Common Loon 

Day 8: Diamond Firetail Finch 

Day 9: White-crested Helmetshrike 

Day 10: Kalij Pheasant 

Day 11: Arctic Tern 

Day 12: Gyrfalcon 

Day 13: Gray/Grey Heron 

Day 14: Costa's Hummingbird 

Day 15: Ringed Kingfisher 

Day 16: Pygmy Nuthatch 

Day 17: Great Gray/Grey Owl

Day 18: Crowned Parrot 

Day 19: Red-footed Booby 

Day 20: Golden Plover 

Day 21: Eurasian Tree Sparrow 

Day 22: Tree Swallow 

Day 23: Northern Waterthrush 

Day 24: Olive Warbler 

Day 25: Acorn Woodpecker 

Day 26: Pacific Wren 

Day 27: California Condor 

Day 28: Sultan Tit 

Day 29: Varied Bunting 

Day 30: Gallirex 

Day 31: Artist's Choice (Bat Hawk) 

 

 

 

Poetry Friday: Birdtober Day 31: Artist's Choice

 



There's only one Artist's Choice in the whole month of Birdtober, so it's hard to pick the bird to write about (this is supposed to be a series of prompts for visual artists, but this is the fifth year I've been using them for writing instead). This month I had four lifers, plus I saw the Shoebill for the second time (here's what I wrote the first time). But I had to choose my most special lifer of the month for today's post: the Bat Hawk.

 

 

Our friends invited us over 

to see a bird they had in their backyard.

We ate first,

yummy beans and posho on the porch,

with the baby hollering companionably 

in her high chair.

After dinner we headed out back,

four adults and four kids 

armed with binoculars

and a flashlight to illuminate the branches.

There aren't lots of these birds anywhere,

and certainly not in the city,

but there they were, swooping at bats

as night came.

Our crepuscular visitors

rounded out our evening splendidly:

dinner and birds. 

Not just any birds, either.

Bat Hawks, 

#610 on my life list!  

 

©Ruth Bowen Hersey 

 

 

Here are links to all my Birdtober posts this year. Jone is our Poetry Friday host this week.

Birdtober Day 30: Gallirex


 


Gallirex is not a species; it's a genus containing two species, the birds in the videos above: the Rwenzori Turaco and the Purple-crested Turaco. I haven't seen either of these, but we do have turacos where I live; here's a post I wrote about one of them.

 

Wild and wonderful coloration

Fills the beautiful Gallirex nation

Birds like paint chips thrown at random

Turacos building up a fandom!

Filling trees with bright delight

Then spreading wings in gorgeous flight. 

 

©Ruth Bowen Hersey 

Wednesday, October 29, 2025

Birdtober Day 29: Varied Bunting

 



Varied bunting

Insect hunting

Desert sings

Colored wings

 

©Ruth Bowen Hersey 


Tuesday, October 28, 2025

Birdtober Day 28: Sultan Tit

 



Sultan with a crown of yellow

Eating bugs, a regal fellow,

Foraging in East Asian trees

He's the king of all he sees.

 

©Ruth Bowen Hersey 

 

 

 

Monday, October 27, 2025

Birdtober Day 27: California Condor

 


Here's your dinner, precious chicky:

Not even a little icky.

I'm flying in from high above

To vomit up my gift of love.

 

©Ruth Bowen Hersey 

Saturday, October 25, 2025

Birdtober Day 26: Pacific Wren

 


Tiny brown ball of birdness

living in lush green forestness

with a little tail sticking up

and a song that's full of springness

 

©Ruth Bowen Hersey 

 

Birdtober Day 25: Acorn Woodpecker

 


Acorn Woodpeckers

are misers guarding their wealth

homemakers storing up food for the winter

hoarders saving thousands of acorns even though they mostly eat bugs

 

Acorn Woodpeckers

are cooperative family members

destroyers of siding on people's houses

noisy groups of cartoon characters who sound like Woody

 

©Ruth Bowen Hersey